Rags to Riches

(Chorus)
Yeah, I went from rags to riches
I got my money up now I got the baddest bitches
You know I had to get it, reminiscing bout them days I was tired of living
Now you see my diamonds hitting, had to pull up wit that Rollie my time is different
[?] mind is different, I ain't going back to zero, the grind is different
I got the baddest bitches, yeah, I went from rags to riches
I had to pull wait the Rollie got a new Patek yeah the carat different
And you see the man is different, yeah they know that the bag is different
And I can tell you the one for me just because that your smile is different

(Verse 1)
If I go hit up Steve at the coliseum, see them chains on my neck? Well you bouta see em
If I hop in the G5 got at least 5 bitches you know we got em fiendin
Still got the sauce got the recipe, none of them niggas get next to me
I might fuck up a party I won't say I'm sorry if I get too drunk and you mess with me
All these fake niggas dead to me, none of them niggas ahead of me
Thats your bitch why you calling her Stephanie, but she be wildin off exctasy
She wanna get in the bed with me, only cuz I'm a celebrity
She be tellin her man she don't be feeling you but she feeling my melodies
Got my money up and I got the baddest bitches and they ringing my line down
AP filled up with them diamonds, I'm on a whole different time now
I know you see me I be riding a Bentley, I see them but I'm actin (?) now
I know my family got them niggas to feed I swear I can't leave them behind now
But who woulda thought I would make it? Now they see me getting famous
Ima pull up in a spaceship, baby you know I can't take it
In and out of different shows, them groupie hoes man you so overrated
Sit back and relax with all my niggas just to say that we made it
I throw up gangs for real, all of my niggas they bang and drill
In love with my nina she stainless steel, said love to my nina she stainless steel
Know I'm getting money got nothing to say, these niggas talking they feeling a way
I be smoking dope 30 to the face, 40 on me its gon blow em away
(yeah,yeah)x6

(Chorus)
Yeah, I went from rags to riches
I got my money up now I got the baddest bitches
You know I had to get it, reminiscing bout them days I was tired of living
Now you see my diamonds hitting, had to pull up wit that Rollie my time is different
[?] mind is different, I ain't going back to zero, the grind is different
I got the baddest bitches, yeah, I went from rags to riches
I had to pull wait the Rollie got a new Patek yeah the carat different
And you see the man is different, yeah they know that the bag is different
And I can tell you the one for me just because that your smile is different