Somethin to Say

Hook

You know we here hustlin'
We been getting money
A lot of yall know bout that (yall know bout that)
Talking bot nothin'
My money talk for me
So tell me what you know bout that (what you know bout that)

Chorus (x2)

Hold on mane my whip got something to say
Hold up homie my wrist got something to say
Hold up mane my chain got something to say
Hold up homie my b*tch (what you know bout that)

Verse 1 (Nation)

Who Am I
Nation wide know nation
Nation-aly paper chasin
If it's bout me (bet it)
Money in the makin'
And imma keep pacin'
Forget these hoes i save my energy
And fuck a blood line
Cause if he broke then he ain't kin to me
Fuck friends! I get along with the enemy
Too many smilin' faces
Never know what they intentions be
Foes hatin from the past
So if they even mention me (PLUCKA PLUCKA PLUCKA)
I'll make them history
And I don't make hits
B*tch I make history
Put me in the frame
And gone hang me in the embassy (OH THEM HOES GONE ADMIRE THAT)
Now they gone remember me
If you ain't suckin' or fuckin'
Then we ain't got no chemistry
If you can't see yourself climbin'
Then how you gone get to me?
Cause standin' on a mountain of money
Is how you should picture me
Where's the million dollar mark?
So I can clear it
And that ain't hood rich, I'm just rich period

Hook (Big Fruit)

You know we here hustlin'
We been getting money
A lot of yall know bout that (yall know bout that)
Talking bot nothin'
My money talk for me
So tell me what you know bout that (what you know bout that)

Chorus (x2)

Hold on mane my whip got something to say
Hold up homie my wrist got something to say
Hold up mane my chain got something to say
Hold up homie my b*tch (what you know bout that)

Verse 2
Playstion 3, grey goose, and hoes
When you dead, broke, shit, none of this goes
Avalanche, Giovanni navigation like I'ma pilot
McDonlads in Miami, conversating on the sidekick
I'm nothin like what i used to be
Ridin fly in the Mercedes still is used to me
I mean I'm still in the hood what you usually see
Rosee where the KoolAid used to be
I was born misfit destine to be Mr. Ain't Shit
Now JD and Greg St.is who i drank with
Far from the days when i could afford a pair of decent jeans
If i was a dream 10k in the pinky ring
Walk up in the club and something to say is what they wanna see
F.T.E., we grand supreme
We done made a super team
Me, Jr., and Fruit on the phone making power moves
Been gettin money, but now we 'bout to tower dudes

Hook

You know we here hustlin'
We been getting money alot of yall know bout that (yall know bout that)
Talking bot nothing my money talk for me so tell me what you know bout that (what you know bout that)

Chorus

Hold on mane my whip got something to say
Hold up homie my wrist got something to say
Hold up mane my chain got something to say
Hold up homie my b*tch (what you know bout that)x2

OUTRO

Yea nigga the real muthafuckin american dream nation from the bottom (what you know bout that)
Frank Lucus in this rap shit FTE what you know bout that (what you know bout that)