Nothing to Something - Rod Wave

Had to run it up

They ain’t wanna hear my music

Nah, they was laughin' in my face

Ayy

Had to run it up, got it out the mud

Everything it is, once never was

It was never them, it was just us

It was never them, it was just us

Got it out the mud, had to run it up

Everything it is, once never was

It was never them, it was just us

It was never them, it was just us

We turned nothing into something

We turned nothing into something

We turned nothing into something

We turned nothing into something, yeah

Young nigga from the trenches (I remember)

Nigga never gave me shit (At all)

Nigga never paid me shit (At all)

I ain’t with your label, bitch

Fuck your word, I need paper, bitch

'Member when I was on patient shit (Woah)

Said, if you want it, take this shit (Woah)

See my dream and started chasin' it

'Member they ain’t wanna hear my music

Nah, they was laughin' in my face and shit

Now it’s, «Where can I find your music and when you droppin' the mixtape and

shit?»

(Brr)

Blew pass my homies, now they actin' phony, all of them on that hatin' shit

'Member we was at the bottom, we ain’t have no problem, we was doin' great and

shit

'Member when I couldn’t get no shows (Ayy), 'member when I couldn’t get no hoes

(Naw)

Now a young nigga finna blow (Woah), got the game in a figure-four (Woah)

Same nigga from the corner store

I’m the same nigga from the corner store, ayy, ayy

Had to run it up, got it out the mud

Everything it is, once never was

It was never them, it was just us

It was never them, it was just us

Got it out the mud, had to run it up

Everything it is, once never was

It was never them, it was just us

It was never them, it was just us

We turned nothing into something

We turned nothing into something

We turned nothing into something

We turned nothing into something, yeah

Got it out the mud, had to run it up

Everything it is, once never was

It was never them, it was just us

It was never them, it was just us

Fuck your word, I need paper, bitch

Nigga never gave me shit

Fuck your word, I need paper, bitch

I ain’t with your label, bitch