Rags2Riches 2 (feat. Lil Baby)

Ay, Zypitano got that gas
 SIX G, yeah for real, for real
 
 Uh, uh, let me hear you say, "Yeah"
 Mm-mm, mm-mm
 Yeah, ooh-ooh-ooh
 We went from rags to riches
 Project fences to livin' luxury
 Now we live luxury
 Straight out that bottom
 Nobody gave nothing to me
 Be careful while fucking with me
 All of my lil' brothers 'bout it, they cutting for me
 Yeah, they gon' cut you for me
 Lay in the cut with them cutters and cut you for free
 Say she in love with me
 But save your love
 I just want your company
 I fall in the club for free
 I give out daps and give them hugs
 But no one's for me
 'Cause that type of shit
 Don't faze a player, uh
 This type of shit
 Is what make a hater
 When you got it out the mud yeah, yeah
 Ran it up, yeah
 Really don't give no fuck, yeah
 Don't give no fuck
 When you turn nothing to something, yeah
 Really hustling, yeah
 Young and getting that money, yeah
 We getting that money, yeah
 Rags to riches
 Rags to riches
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 To riches
 I went from rags to riches
 I still go back to the trenches
 We had to smash some nigga gas
 No silver spoons, we had plastic utensils
 He just came home, he still packing his pistol
 Die in these streets or get saved by the system
 Or get you some millions, my lifestyle is vicious
 These hoes ain't gon' miss you
 They fuck on your partner
 Act like they forget you, that shit have you sick
 My girl the realest, I know how to pick 'em
 I know what I did, I need you to bear with me
 I know shit get ugly, but that's why you are pretty
 And pushing a Bentley, my kind near extinct
 I put up the millions, I'll never go broke
 I'm a god in my hood, I give everyone hope
 Can't remember a time when my answer was nope
 I remember the times I had nowhere to go
 Down to my lowest, I turned to a pro
 And I'm pouring my heart out, I bought my lil' boy house
 I brought all the bros out, I never try to show out
 I'm never gon' go out, never that
 Every time that I turn around, I'm giving back
 Once they whack him, he's dead, it ain't no getting back
 I was giving my all, not asking for it back
 I had blue hearts at first, I had to turn 'em back
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 To riches
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
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