Ay, Zypitano got that gas

SIX G, yeah for real, for real

Uh, uh, let me hear you say, "Yeah"

Mm-mm, mm-mm

Yeah, ooh-ooh-ooh

We went from rags to riches

Project fences to livin′ luxury

Now we live luxury

Straight out that bottom

Nobody gave nothing to me

Be careful while fucking with me

All of my lil' brothers ′bout it, they cutting for me

Yeah, they gon' cut you for me

Lay in the cut with them cutters and cut you for free

Say she in love with me

But save your love

I just want your company

I fall in the club for free

I give out daps and give them hugs

But no one's for me

′Cause that type of shit

Don′t faze a player, uh

This type of shit

Is what make a hater

When you got it out the mud yeah, yeah

Ran it up, yeah

Really don't give no fuck, yeah

Don′t give no fuck

When you turn nothing to something, yeah

Really hustling, yeah

Young and getting that money, yeah

We getting that money, yeah

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

To riches

I went from rags to riches

I still go back to the trenches

We had to smash some nigga gas

No silver spoons, we had plastic utensils

He just came home, he still packing his pistol

Die in these streets or get saved by the system

Or get you some millions, my lifestyle is vicious

These hoes ain't gon′ miss you

They fuck on your partner

Act like they forget you, that shit have you sick

My girl the realest, I know how to pick 'em

I know what I did, I need you to bear with me

I know shit get ugly, but that′s why you are pretty

And pushing a Bentley, my kind near extinct

I put up the millions, I'll never go broke

I'm a god in my hood, I give everyone hope

Can′t remember a time when my answer was nope

I remember the times I had nowhere to go

Down to my lowest, I turned to a pro

And I′m pouring my heart out, I bought my lil' boy house

I brought all the bros out, I never try to show out

I′m never gon' go out, never that

Every time that I turn around, I′m giving back

Once they whack him, he's dead, it ain′t no getting back

I was giving my all, not asking for it back

I had blue hearts at first, I had to turn 'em back

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

To riches

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

Rags to riches

To riches