Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ashy to Classy, artist - Slim Thug. Date of issue: 20.05.2015
Song language: English
Ashy to Classy |
| That’s right |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic |
| Quarter million dollar car |
| You can’t pass me |
| Haters can you hear me now |
| I can barely hear you |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview |
| That’s right |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic |
| Quarter million dollar car |
| You can’t pass me |
| Haters can you see me now |
| A nigga pocket so swoll' |
| They can’t stand to see a young nigga home |
| Ballin' outta control |
| Started out a little young nigga, 'bout 15 |
| Tryin' to figure out ways to get big green |
| Had dreams of rock gleams |
| Top down on the old school |
| Cause the hustla’s ridin' clean looked so cool |
| You know the rules, I got in where I fit in |
| Why not hit the block, all my other brothers did it |
| Had to get out there and get it on my own |
| Cause when you turn 16, nowadays you grown |
| Mama did her best, cause I never missed a meal |
| But I’m tired of takin' money |
| That shit needed for bills, you feel me? |
| I’m tryin' to take a little weight up off her back |
| So I’m takin' up the slack, thanks to feens wantin' crack |
| A 50 pack, to a half, to a whole |
| To be 15 nigga, my pockets on swoll' |
| Huh |
| I’m finally bout to get my chance to go pro |
| And let the city know Slim thug gettin' dough |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic |
| Quarter million dollar car |
| You can’t pass me |
| Haters can you hear me now |
| I can barely hear you |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview |
| That’s right |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic |
| Quarter million dollar car |
| You can’t pass me |
| Haters can you see me now |
| A nigga pocket so swoll' |
| They can’t stand to see a young nigga home |
| Ballin' outta control |
| Now I’m the one ridin' clean, Just made 17 |
| But I ain’t' satisfied with the cash the block bring |
| And them law snatchin niggas off the block every night |
| Cause boys treatin' this shit cause it’s a normal 9 to 5 |
| Instead of trying to put their paper in a row |
| These niggas on the block hustlin' till they get caught |
| But a, my mama didn’t ain’t no fool |
| I had to chill for a minute and just focus on school |
| And if I wasn’t in the hall gettin' ho’s |
| I was chillin' wit my niggas spittin flows |
| Next thing you know I’m at the club doin' shows |
| And gettin' bank rolls when I step through the doors |
| My pussy rate at an all-time high |
| And ain’t too much shit that I want I can’t buy |
| I’m livin' good, everyday stay fly |
| I guess that’s why the niggas in the hood say hi |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic |
| Quarter million dollar car |
| You can’t pass me |
| Haters can you hear me now |
| I can barely hear you |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview |
| That’s right |
| I went from ashy to classy, to glassy |
| Quarter million dollar car |
| You can’t pass me |
| Haters can you see me now |
| A nigga pocket so swoll' |
| They can’t stand to see a young nigga home |
| Ballin' outta control |
| Nowadays I’m a made man |
| And word is Slim thug is a very well paid man |
| I’m raybanned up, top down, mashing |
| Lookin in the rearview at the haters that I’m passin' |
| So please stop with them questions you askin' |
| I’m a hustla, I’ma stay smashing |
| Quarter million dollar cars, I’m livin' like a star |
| VIP with the bar, players buyin' out the bar |
| And even though a nigga didn’t shoot hoops |
| I still found ways to make NBA loot |
| A young nigga got his pockets on swoll' |
| They can’t stahnd to see a young nigga home |
| Ballin' outta control |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic |
| Quarter million dollar car |
| You can’t pass me |
| Haters can you hear me now |
| I can barely hear you |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview |
| That’s right |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic |
| Quarter million dollar car |
| You can’t pass me |
| Haters can you see me now |
| A nigga pocket so swoll' |
| They can’t stand to see a young nigga home |
| Ballin' outta control … |