50 Cent, Jeremih - Still Think I'm Nothing lyrics

Jeremih

50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]

Jeremih [Jeremy Phillip Felton] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸

[50 Cent, Jeremih - Still Think I'm Nothing lyrics]

Oh yeah look at you
You lil' dirty ass nigga you ain't shit ouuh
Bongo By The Way

They used to tell me that
I wouldn't be nothing yeah
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Pull up, get your bitch
In drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
They all act like they ain't
Know bet they know now i'm up nigga

If I ever said fuck you nigga I meant to
When you come up how I came up
Life's not gentle
See that tear in my mama eye
That meant the rent due
I prayed on it, God didn't say nothing back
Saw that cocaine you had


We turned it to crack
Had a couple grams of diesel
We was just tryna make it
A brown sheepskin on
Niggas was tryna' take it
You know the kind of drama that
Come with the leather bomber
Niggas try to jump you gotta
Stay with the lama
Suckers shit niggas get shot over some nah
Nah if niggas want problems I'm
Sayin' this no problem
I catch 'em on the late
Night and dearly depart 'em

Look back look where we started from
It's all the beginning
They ain't tell me why we come this far
Now they feel it in the air
When it's 2AM and the sky
Is filled with stars
Driving down the boulevard i remember when

They used to tell me that
I wouldn't be nothing yeah
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Pull up, get your bitch
In drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
They all act like they ain't
Know bet they know now i'm up nigga

I remember all the shit you said
To me 'cause it hurt me
Then it helped me 'cause then I
Was down to do the dirt
See the knots in my pockets boy
I go the cash route
I see you with your skinny jeans, punk
With your ass out
And I got all kind of money now
Look what you made me
Got a different type of temper
Man a nigga get crazy
My AP look like I done dipped it in water
Hard
Like me when I done dipped in your daughter
(GOD) from playin' with Hot Wheels
To collecting cars
That shit in the duPont REGISTRY's in my yard
Somehow the bullshit shifted
Now the motherfuckers calling me gifted
And I be like

Look back look where we started from
It's all the beginning
They ain't tell me why we come this far
Now they feel it in the air
When it's 2AM and the sky
Is filled with stars
Driving down the boulevard i remember when

They used to tell me that
I wouldn't be nothing yeah
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Pull up, get your bitch
In drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
They all act like they ain't
Know bet they know now i'm up nigga

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