Nothing

Started from nothing

Was Robbin and hustling

When they see black

Bet the white man start buggin

Start whipping and shooting

They want us down under

They want us in jails

Cause a black man got power

killing our kind

and then beefing with cowards

hittas banging

stacking cash by the hour

got us on corners

You need that

I got it

days I woke up

Heard my homie got shot at

Blacks getting rich man that just be the topic

ya brother snaking

gotta send him where god is

you black in my city

Being broke is no option

We came up from nothing

won’t switch up the topic

mad how

white men

started stealing and robbing

They took all our gold

when they first heard About it

They Locked us in chains

on a boat it was crowded

see a white man

selling Blacks just fo profit

Guess that’s what made us

Guess why we so violent

See we fight

the knowledge,

the streets, and them bounties

Some kids pick up guns

and they not even bout it

Mom telling her child

Leave the streets

Be a doctor

We just loss neraida

The cops tranna knock us

And I know that they

Sitting, they watching, they plotting

See the come up

Can’t think how to stop us

Some blacks doing good

Some stick to them choppas

But chasing money man

Is always a option

Not on the block

business end up in millions.

Might really joke then i blow like a Kannon

Rest up the homie yeah his name Kannon

Nj but I’m straight outta Camden

Too thurl

17 i got pain in me

They just won’t see it

It’s like I am Batou

Running the field

Knock em down

If he intrude

Chasing that green

You can call me big Scrooge

They see us trapping

they gon think we some fools

Don’t know the story that come

With that dude

Can’t judge

I done been in things too

It’s how you come back

will you drop or Improve

Stick to his plan

Just be patient

Don’t lose

Brothas and sisters

Unite and come through

Take the Nation man

lets make something new

Throw the pride away

Take ova the U

If you don’t don’t feel me

Ima do what I do

Everybody got problems

I spit mine to you

Kas shorty they can tell I’m the truth

Getting to it

In the field and tha booth

Yeah I am smart

Book or streets you can choose

Love my city sayin peace from the booth

This melanin

Yeah its special and true

It’s true,

Racing to the bag

It’s just what we do

I’m chasing green

You look up at big blue

Get off your back

No don’t make no excuse

See I was down bad

had no lace to the shoe

Started really seeing

what that money a do

Got on the block yeah I flipped it by 2

But I Wasn’t happy with the prices it drew

I want a M, what’s some hundreds gon do

But see I’m grateful I just stick to the move

Black power got it tucked near my loop

Black power from the hood not the troops

Black power come from me and you too

Success is an option

this brain is a tool,

Spread my love

Spit it all in the booth

One love to my people

who struggle fight through

Might be up next but my city is too

Everybody get up

And go and make some moves