Tyhiem - From Nothing

I wanna life with no stress
I wanna fle on my ex
Ima go blow me a bag
Then ima bury the rest
It is no S on my chest
But I put a vest on my hest
Never know who out tet
I walk out the house and I'm blessed
A lot of these niggas gone talk
Ain't talking bout nothing
All that fake love y'all showing
It Don't mean nothin
I made my way to the top
I came from nothing
I got this shit on lock
Cant tell me nothing

Got the vision no visine
I put on my team
I stuck to the routine
And I fille\d up my jeans
I'm switching up the swag
When I switch up the scene
Neva Eva been a hater I do my own thing
Run it up fast
I'ma keep winning in this game of life and that's why they mad
I got a Spanish ting calling me papi but I'm not her dad
Whole lotta dirty money in a bag I'll take out the trash
Take off let's race
These niggas playing catch up and these bitches in my way yea
Girl You not really bad you use that mask to hide yo face yea
These niggas been snakes now they get to hide they face
He thought he was the one I came up he got replaced

I wanna life with no stress
I wanna fle on my ex
Ima go blow me a bag
Then ima bury the rest
It is no S on my chest
But I put a vest on my hest
Never know who out tet
I walk out the house and I'm blessed
A lot of these niggas gone talk
Ain't talking bout nothing
All that fake love y'all showing
It Don't mean nothin
I made my way to the top
I came from nothing
I got this shit on lock
Cant tell me nothing

Hop off a jet
Niggas be hating and running they mouth
While I run up a check
She want somebody to flood her wit ones cause it make wet
I don't gotta say it I know that you see it
They know I'm up next
A celebration
She get one night wit me for her is a vacation
Paint you like an artist use your imagination
I'm still going cause I never got complacent
All it ever took me was some dedication
I been plotting I been scheming on the low
Feel so much better when you get it in yo own
Run up a bag then I split with the bros
It's full circle you know how it goes

I wanna life with no stress
I wanna fle on my ex
Ima go blow me a bag
Then ima bury the rest
It is no S on my chest
But I put a vest on my hest
Never know who out tet
I walk out the house and I'm blessed
A lot of these niggas gone talk
Ain't talking bout nothing
All that fake love y'all showing
It Don't mean nothin
I made my way to the top
I came from nothing
I got this shit on lock
Cant tell me nothing

Written by:
Tyhiem Baker

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