prints - from Nothing

Man came from nothing Had no one Had nothing Had to come up with sutting Now i got money Gyal are coming They didnt wona know when i was broke Now they getting on the knees Ucking my cock Like taking a toke Its a fucking joke And im tired Of these fucking hoes Sometimes id rather be alone And get my doe Family over everything I got them I dont know about u though Cant keep up Cause you slow Im a fat fuk But aint slow I make money fast Mans a hustler I cant stay broke Life short I live everyday Like its my last breath bro Fk the judgement Only god can judge it Middle finger to my haters Its youre girl Id probably be fucking Man cant be stuck in the middle I get stuck in Continus grind I aint got the time Got one two bars U know i gotta buss a rhyme Like busta rhymes Tryna get to my prime Like optimus prime Chill bun zoots Lay back kotch wth a gyal Amazon prime Dip dip Like sauce an lime Got the getaway car outside Committing the perfect crime