Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Still Think I'm Nothing , by - 50 Cent. Release date: 16.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Still Think I'm Nothing |
| Oh yeah |
| Look at you, you lil' dirty ass nigga you ain’t shit |
| Ouuh |
| Bongo By The Way |
| They used to tell me that I wouldn’t be nothing |
| Yeah |
| Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting |
| Look at me now nigga |
| Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out |
| Y’all niggas ain’t shit |
| They all act like they ain’t know bet they know now |
| I’m up nigga |
| If I ever said fuck you nigga I meant to |
| When you come up how I came up, life’s not gentle |
| See that tear in my mama eye, that meant the rent due |
| I prayed on it, God didn’t say nothing back |
| Saw that cocaine you had, we turned it to crack |
| Had a couple grams of diesel, we was just tryna make it |
| A brown sheepskin on, niggas was tryna' take it |
| You know the kind of drama that come with the leather bomber |
| Niggas try to jump you gotta stay with the lama |
| Suckers shit niggas get shot over some nah, nah |
| If niggas want problems I’m sayin' this no problem |
| I catch 'em on the late night and dearly depart 'em |
| Look back |
| Look where we started from |
| It’s all the beginning |
| They ain’t tell me why we come this far |
| Now they feel it in the air |
| When it’s 2AM and the sky is filled with stars |
| Driving down the boulevard |
| I remember when… |
| They used to tell me that I wouldn’t be nothing |
| Yeah |
| Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting |
| Look at me now nigga |
| Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out |
| Y’all niggas ain’t shit |
| They all act like they ain’t know bet they know now |
| I’m up nigga |
| I remember all the shit you said to me 'cause it hurt me |
| Then it helped me 'cause then I was down to do the dirt |
| See the knots in my pockets boy, I go the cash route |
| I see you with your skinny jeans, punk, with your ass out |
| And I got all kind of money now |
| Look what you made me |
| Got a different type of temper, man a nigga get crazy |
| My A.P. look like I done dipped it in water, hard |
| Like me when I done dipped in your daughter (GOD!) |
| From playin' with Hot Wheels to collecting cars |
| That shit in the duPont REGISTRY’s in my yard |
| Somehow the bullshit shifted |
| Now the motherfuckers calling me gifted |
| And I be like |
| Look back |
| Look where we started from |
| It’s all the beginning |
| They ain’t tell me why we come this far |
| Now they feel it in the air |
| When it’s 2AM and the sky is filled with stars |
| Driving down the boulevard |
| I remember when… |
| They used to tell me that I wouldn’t be nothing |
| Yeah |
| Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting |
| Look at me now nigga |
| Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out |
| Y’all niggas ain’t shit |
| They all act like they ain’t know bet they know now |
| I’m up nigga |