In The Life (Feat. Bobby V)

From Rags to Riches (Riches)
 Bet you Imma be the richest
 From Rags to Riches (Riches)
 Bet you Imma be the richest
 From Rags to Riches (Riches)
 Bet you Imma be the richest ('Cause I can take it y'all!)
 From Rags to Riches (Riches)
 Bet you Imma be the richest
 I started off as an army brat (Atten-hut!)
 Seven months, class act
 I was racin' down the block
 As a matter of fact
 I could've been a track star (I guess I am)
 I stacked bars
 Comin' through your system in them phat cars (uh)
 Cross country isn't that far
 It's like I'm in the race, don't know who you cats are
 See one day I fell from grace, landed in this place
 My whole sht erased from talkin' back to my momma's face
 Like I was lost in space
 Without a trace, cuttin' class, bein' Mrs. Fast Ass
 Gettin' blasted with dad, got caught up in the flash
 My Nana goin' mad, had to make the dash
 Saw a fell up in the streets
 Did anything for cash
 And anything to crash, in anybody's path
 Gave everything I had
 Took what I could grab (check it)
 It was just a bunch of open rags
 This is the story in the life of a hustler
 Running for the come up
 No one ever thought I would ever blow up
 So I guess I had to show up
 Now everywhere I go
 The people wanna know
 They wanna know where I came from
 Not havin' a pot to piss in
 Stop and listen
 I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches
 I remember sellin' coke
 Can't believe that I was poisonin' my folk
 Now I let my throat be the antidote
 Always kept my hopes high
 Now mama don't cry, 'cause I'll be close by
 With the most high
 I was playin' Robin Hood (in the hood)
 Little Red Riding Hood
 Til' the barrel pointed where I stood (yeah, I stood)
 But walked away like I was absolutely positively sure I could
 Attitude on fck it
 Some dollars in the bucket
 Been scheming steady dreaming
 For a chance to make some duckets
 Caused a little ruckus on the sideline
 Fully reconstructed every guideline
 From the alley way to Cali, on the Grammy day
 Went from disarray to mayday, mayday, mayday
 Ran away from the sickness with a quickness
 And went from rags to richness
 This is the story in the life of a hustler
 Running for the come up
 No one ever thought I would ever blow up
 So I guess I had to show up
 Now everywhere I go
 The people wanna know
 They wanna know where I came from
 Not havin' a pot to piss in
 Stop and listen
 I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches
 Man, I struggled so long
 Did whatever it took me for me to get on
 I wouldn't let nobody stop me
 Even if they told me I can't
 I said Imma do it, watch me
 And now I'm just living life lavish
 Money, cars, and clothes
 Yea I got to have it
 It's been a long hard road to make it
 In this business
 But I told y'all I'll be the bestest
 This is the story in the life of a hustler
 Running for the come up
 No one ever thought I would ever blow up
 So I guess I had to show up
 Now everywhere I go
 The people wanna know
 They wanna know where I came from
 Not havin' a pot to piss in
 Stop and listen
 I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches
 This is the story in the life of a hustler
 Running for the come up
 No one ever thought I would ever blow up
 So I guess I had to show up
 Now everywhere I go
 The people wanna know
 They wanna know where I came from
 Not havin' a pot to piss in
 Stop and listen
 I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches