Rick Ross - Made It From Nothing lyrics

I know you thought I wouldn't shine like this They know I took my time with the sh** Diamonds on my neck, I blind them with the wrist Hey, it feels good when you make it from nothing I grind like this So I can shine like this Them diamonds on my wrist It feels good when you make it from nothing Uh, North Philly in my bloodstream, n***a South Philly from my dad genes, n***a I can wear my dad jeans Bought my mom and sister a new crib when that cash came, n***a Put some respect up on my last name No better feelin' than seeing my cousin serve his last fiend No better feelin' seein' lil' Papi talkin French to me All this money, these pussies will never get to me Why you think you never hear 'bout what they did to me? Hunnid bands, quarter milli, talking big money I'm what you did and nobody stopping sh**, homie 'Cause honestly we give a f** 'bout your big homie f** it, posted in the Jungle with a ladder How can they compare me to a rapper? Did it for attention 'cause he had to n***as broke, their opinions never mattered f** 'em! Damn, it feels good from way up here Damn, it feels good, baby Yeah, from way up here I know you thought I wouldn't shine like this They know I took my time with the sh** Diamonds on my neck, I'm blogging with the wrist Hey, it feels good when you make it from nothin' I grind like this So I can shine like this Them diamonds on my wrist It feels good when you make it from nothin' I always need a prayer before we do the toast My circle competitive, let's see who move the most I gave my n***as game before they do the roast Now let's talk about numbers, I really do 'em both I still got two real uncles who still be doing dope One of them used to run wit a freaky stokes So many new faces sometimes I do get ghosts Still one call away from ones who really knew me most Stand in my lane, out of the uzi smoke You only beating cases based on who you know Public defender gave him a funeral Juvenile sent to Rikers, he never knew the rules [?] religions, he don't know who to choose Let's bow our head over these Ramen noodles God is the greatest and I pray for peace Still rolling up that leaf, Mr. Drew Ali, I salute you Damn, it feels good from way up here Damn, it feels good, baby Yeah, from way up here I just want the money, baby, yeah Hey, what they want from me, baby And we still want it Money is coming, we still run dough n***as' pile run up but we never lay low n***as kept it real so we never lay low Never lay low Running through the money, going way up Money on the wheels, go way up The doors on the coupe go way up It's so easy to hate us n***as in the club spilling Aces of Spades Popping on the bub' and they love a check n***as going somewhere, I'mma make it If you ain't got my money I'mma take that They probably thought a n***a wouldn't shine like this Got deals so I signed like this Diamonds on my neck, I blind them with the wrist Hey, yeah I'mma change my mind on you You know how we do I'm eating lobster on a plate now