Black Soprano Family and ElCamino - Started From Nothing (feat. Loveboat Luciano)

Compared to niggas, I feel like the realest
Look at these hoes, niggas mindin' my business
Know you ain't with gang, you just testin' my limit
Pourin' champagne on the gal with these bitches
BSF, you better stay out your feelings I'm with player
Ricky, hiding the villain I bust Cartier straight off of Dylan
And I only let him roll with me if he killin'
My bitch a ten, I just told her she precious
She gave what she want, that I don't make her no better
She was on Rick, they was wearing Margielas
I had it, the gang, I was replayin' it better
They takin' shit from no pussy, the nigga
I spend your block quick just like a propeller

I made a flip, now my drill way bigger
These niggas don't think our bitches don't matter
I studied the game, first I was a student
This is what we prayin' for, hallelujah
Remember the days, wasn't nothin' movin'
Wasn't no ace sittin' in the cooler
It wasn't no paper, niggas was cool
It wasn't no hate, at least on the game
I signed a meeting with a gun and a chain
I fucked a bitch and I don't know her name

Started with nothin', ended with it all
When I was young, I couldn't wait to ball
People be wonderin' why I don't answer calls
I got a couple bitches, I'm a star
Sure they gon' fuck me, yeah, cause I'm a star
I used to hustle runnin' from the law
Now I be duckin' the paparazzi when I go to the mall
Before you walk, you gotta learn how to crawl
Before you run, you gotta learn how to jog
And you get it, yeah, just try not to fall
You a Stanley, you complain about your law
But the family here and all of us raw

I was poppin' before I started this shit
Been them niggas now, all of us rich
Forty on me with a Carlton fit
Get your bitch here, cause she all on my dick
Been gettin' money for a while, I'll admit
When you niggas, y'all was robbin' for zips
I was startin', you was ridin' the bench
Played the trenches, got him callin' me trench
We the Sopranos, you see the logo
The guitar got a handle, I keep it loaded
Extra clips, that's your ammo I leave you woke
And got the baby on the camel
Free the G's out the slammer
Know I look good on camera but don't approach me
You would die right on camera, I put that on my grandma
Yeah, I got hoes, I don't shoot their head up
That's how I'm in town, I'm lookin' for a dick suck
Hope she around, I call her, hope she pick up
She missed the call, I'm pickin' up her sister
Her nosy cousin told her, sis, I hit it
I wish her ugly ass go mind her business
When I got caught, I openly admit it
Knew what she was doin', yes, y'all, she did it

Started with nothin', ended with it all
When I was young, I couldn't wait to ball
People be wonderin' why I don't answer calls
I got a couple bitches, I'm a star
Sure they gon' fuck me, yeah, cause I'm a star
I used to hustle runnin' from the law
Now I be duckin' the paparazzi when I go to the mall
Before you walk, you gotta learn how to crawl
Before you run, you gotta learn how to jog
And you get it, yeah, just try not to fall
You a Stanley, you complain about your law
But the family here and all of us raw

Before you walk, you gotta learn how to crawl
Before you run, you gotta learn how to jog
And you get it, yeah, just try not to fall

Written by:
Antonio Tomaselli, Demetrius Jackson, Deshaun Goodwin

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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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