tony shhnow – nothing 2 my name lyrics
[intro: tony shhnow]
(you rocking with dj youngkash)
uh, ayy, yeah (f+ck)
i want money, f+ck the fame, i’m a real trap n+gga
pull up in a— yeah, go, yeah
[chorus: tony shhnow]
came from the bottom, i had nothing to my name
i’m a real trap n+gga, i want money, f+ck the fame
quarter pound, half a pound, i done finally made it to a whole one
you could call me for whatever unless you tryna hold some
[verse 1: tony shhnow]
take your queen, shut down the club off a face card
this life no movie but these p+ssy n+ggas act hard
i got a gun and my b+tch got one too
she give me head like she playing the flute
i got the check, i just know what to do
i’m true to the game, ain’t no way i’ma lose
i get flashbacks, i can vividly remember every day on the block
even more than hustling, we had to lay on the block
we had to eat, sleep, sh+t, p+ss, and pray on the block
n+gga, f+ck your loot, i been making them knots
i’m in the hood, hop out the suburban
i’m in the trap, got a bad b+tch twerking
her head was so good, if i bought it, she earned it
i got a tell for whatever you working
my money straight but my b+tch body cursive
i like to sing in the trap like rehearsal
i work the [?] i don’t need no [?]
[chorus: tony shhnow]
came from the bottom, i had nothing to my name
i’m a real trap n+gga, i want money, f+ck the fame
quarter pound, half a pound, i done finally made it to a whole one
you could call me for whatever unless you tryna hold some
[verse 2: oj da juiceman]
ayy, oj
half a pound, whole brick, started from the bottom
skrt, skrt in the pot tryna make a dollar
started in the ‘partment, call it public housing
standing on them corners tryna make a thousand hours
smoking 93 make my babies shower
glock 27 protect a n+gga like a father
remember 08, i had bricks in the charger
ceo, i run my sh+t just like tha carter
never graduated but young juiceman way smarter
remember those days when i used to ride marta
now i’m calling shot, yeah young juiceman, he a baller
sh+tting on n+ggas, you would swear i was a toddler
ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah
[chorus: tony shhnow]
came from the bottom, i had nothing to my name
i’m a real trap n+gga, i want money, f+ck the fame
quarter pound, half a pound, i done finally made it to a whole one
you could call me for whatever unless you tryna hold some
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