AC3Beats - Nothin at all lyrics

[Verse 1: Trizz] Look I know this b**h Mercedes She was a friend Light-skinned b**h Who ironically drove a Benz Told me them things was dubs I swear to you they was tens Whatever she had it all And shockingly had no kids It was 2010 Introduced her to my nig Hey how you doing? Where you been? Baby my name is Trizz I'm trying to go to the crib Possibly get it in She told me she wasn't with it But said we could still be friends Two years later i'm seeing this b**h again Hair f**ed up walking with two of her kids Ain't that some sh** Thirsty a** b**h Ain't seen me in 2 years and trying to ride in my whip b**hes ain't sh** It's funny how b**hes get I gave her some bus fare Two dollars and fifty cents My personal fairy tale On b**hes and how it is They could be doing well Then instantly turn to sh** Look at this b**h [Chorus: Trizz] Went from Having it all To having nothing at all From grinding ready to ball To window shopping at malls From driving a new benz To city buses and kids It's crazy were b**hes was It's crazy were b**hes is (x2) [Verse 2: Chuwee] How you go from 3 cars Four jobs Ass looking like Minaj To a f**ing ford Taurus And you live in a garage Had all the new shoes Two purses and the bomb Now its like you have SARS And the tissue on it scarred Captain Piccard I was higher the stars When I 87 bust in to your crib Without a heart Right around the corner from the Arby's God golly Now you had to many molly It done ruined your little body Remember you told me that your momma Was going to get you a Bugatti You ain't mobbing in no Rarri Let's go for calamari Take me out to the movies And touch all over my body All you do is f**ing beg Now you hella f**ing sorry Pity date I tried to reminisce on your pretty face Titties late sagging Plus your p**y like a city-state So many n***as at to the birthday party Trying to hit the cake She be blowing carloads full of n***as To hit the ba** [Chorus] [Verse 3: Skoolie 300] Back then you was just a young buck Who knew you grew up To be a dumb-f** You used to be the smartest Always studied your cla** work Now you on stage n***as looking at your a** twerk 1's being thrown Like that's what your a** worth Used to see you on Sundays But you pa** church I pray for you Hope you get it right girl Used to love your grin But your nose all in white girl I know its hard But it's life girl You can have the same sh** too If you strive girl Remember back then when you didn't want to hug me f** me because a n***a a little to chubby Now a n***a getting money And you see i'm up and coming Now you want to be my friend Do I look like a dummy? No Karma came back and it bit you in the a** Imma focus on the future Leave you b**hes in the past [Chorus]