Nothing To Something lyrics

[Verse 1]
A pro in the kitchen they call me a chemist
Had a few grand but it felt like a million
The tables still turning that sh*t got me dizzy
I know how it goes: stack it, flip it, then spend it
Stacking that doe stretch it out like pilates
Deep in that pus*y she calling me papi
So close to the edge hope nobody don't try me
Stunt on them n*ggas like KD and Russell
Was raised by killers and I'm making a killing
Been losing so much it feel good to be winning
Been sinning so much I hope God forgive me
Been going so hard from start to finish
Been killing the game the Lord is my witness
Been stacking that money up, even my pennies
f*ck a b*tch n*gga and f*ck them critics
Word to my hood I'm the king of my city

[Hook] x2
I started with nothing and turned it to something
Hate all you want but you can't knock my hustle
Them b*tches they coming a dime a dozen
Ball on them n*ggas like [?] Russell

[Verse 2]
I traded my scale for a hard drive
I was taught to never ball block
If we all grind then we all shine
Chasing that doe til my heart stop
I'm on a full time grind, no part time
And I don't want half I want all mine
I turned my block into a cash cow
Trapped all night then I cashed out
Been losing my mind, they told me I'm illin
Been chasing that money I had to go get it
They calling my phone I tell them I'm busy
No love for them b*tches who slept on a n*gga
Counting that money like n*gga we made it
Repping good sense but a n*gga still crazy
f*ck a b*tch n*gga and f*ck them critics
Word to my hood I'm the king of my city
[Hook x2]

I'm on a full time grind, no part time
And I don't want half I want all mine
I turned my block into a cash cow
Trapped all night then I cashed out