Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nada, artist - Emilio Rojas. Album song L.I.F.E. - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Same Plate Entertainment
Song language: English
Nada |
My mama worked double shifts, she had three jobs |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta go and hustle quick, I gotta be somethin' |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I’m livin' uptown, I stay by that weed spot |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta upgrade to J’s from them Reeboks, brrrrr |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
My mama worked double shifts, she had three jobs |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta go and hustle quick, I gotta be somethin' |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I’m livin' uptown, I stay by that weed spot |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta upgrade to J’s from them Reeboks, brrrrr |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
My mama was single, my father, he left us with nada |
Not even a dollar for diapers so she doubled her hospital shifts |
Just to give us a quality life, uh, now I’m chasin' this money |
I’m sick and tired of askin' what the price is |
And I’mma need me a couple of millions for my sacrifices |
Yeah, now the landlord called |
Said he need a couple of G’s for the lease by the first |
I live in the hood where they beef over turf |
Yet them rich folks still wish them streets would be theirs |
Now they just built another fuckin' Starbucks |
But the corner store close, killin' our bucks |
How we supposed to be a breadwinner |
When we livin' off them little fuckin' crumbs that they toss us |
It’s a tossup, wanna chalk us out |
‘Cause we shoot each other up over Porsches |
Lil' mama like a pro, pro-choice |
'Cause her man just endorsed her for gettin' an abortion |
I wish it was different, it isn’t, we livin' with drama |
All the homies doin' anything to eat right now 'cause we never had nada |
My mama worked double shifts, she had three jobs |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta go and hustle quick, I gotta be somethin' |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I’m livin' uptown, I stay by that weed spot |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta upgrade to J’s from them Reeboks, brrrrr |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
My mama worked double shifts, she had three jobs |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta go and hustle quick, I gotta be somethin' |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I’m livin' uptown, I stay by that weed spot |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta upgrade to J’s from them Reeboks, brrrrr |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
Cheeseburgers, fries and Coke, my mama worked in White Castle |
I ain’t never had nada |
She used to sniff lines of coke, enough to build a white castle |
I ain’t never had nada |
We ain’t had a dime, we broke while I’m dealin' with life’s hassles |
I ain’t never had nada |
Man, niggas had all kinds of jokes but this is right back at you |
Just when y’all thought it was a wrap, I thought of a couple of raps |
Took the money from the trap, hit the booth on ‘em |
Said let me give this a crack, I’m tired of slingin' that crack |
I started spittin' this crack and it grew on ‘em |
First bookin' was a wrap, word to Brooklyn, it was packed |
Man, it happened in a snap how I blew on ‘em |
Had the haters face blue on ‘em, watch face blew on ‘em |
Bitches blew on ‘em, niggas tried to race the whip |
And I blew on ‘em, shit fast dude |
Remember that fast food fiend, well she clean now |
Floor model gone, flat screen now |
Livin' in the condo of her dreams now |
Bank cards, no more EBT now |
We chillin' on a little somethin' partner |
Money meetings and button up Prada |
But you’ll never see me frontin', I’mma stunt |
And I remember when I never had nada |
My mama worked double shifts, she had three jobs |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta go and hustle quick, I gotta be somethin' |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I’m livin' uptown, I stay by that weed spot |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta upgrade to J’s from them Reeboks, brrrrr |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
My mama worked double shifts, she had three jobs |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta go and hustle quick, I gotta be somethin' |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I’m livin' uptown, I stay by that weed spot |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
I gotta upgrade to J’s from them Reeboks, brrrrr |
(I ain’t never had nada) |
My mama was single, my father, he left us with nada |
Not even a dollar for diapers so she doubled her hospital shifts |
Just to give us a quality life, uh, now I’m chasin' this money |
I’m sick and tired of askin' what the price is |
And I’mma need me a couple of millions for my sacrifices |