Confident & Powerful Vocals – Starts the song] From nothing to something, flipped the whole game Paycheck to palace, no more scraping for change Mansion on the hill, balcony slicing the sky Circle driveway loaded, foreigns parked side by side They used to hate hard, now they lining up late Throwing hundreds like rain in the club, watch it cascade Pimpin’ is easy when the pressure got paid From nothing to something — this the life that I made [Verse 1 – Male, Auto-Tuned, Raw Melodic Flow] Grew up in the dirt where the nights stayed cold Hard life every morning, no silver, no gold Scraping by weekly, barely keeping the lights Tough living in the trenches, grinding through the fights Dreams kept me moving when the world turned its back Hunger in my chest, never cut me no slack Now the multi-million gates swing open wide Every scar from the bottom built the throne I ride [Hook – Female, Auto-Tuned, Even Stronger Vocals] From nothing to something, flipped the whole game Paycheck to palace, no more scraping for change Mansion on the hill, balcony slicing the sky Circle driveway loaded, foreigns parked side by side They used to hate hard, now they lining up late Throwing hundreds like rain in the club, watch it cascade Pimpin’ is easy when the pressure got paid From nothing to something — this the life that I made [Verse 2 – Male, Auto-Tuned, Tighter & Faster Flow] Lambos low, Porsches sharp, Ferraris in the cut Driveway full of power, every engine on cut Women that curved me now sliding through the gate Used to look right past, now they can’t even wait Top balcony overlooking everything I earned No more paycheck worries, lessons from the burn Pimpin’ is easy when the vision stays clear From the mud where they doubted to the crown right here [Bridge – Female, Auto-Tuned, Vocal Showcase – Stripped Then Building] They flipped the script… now they want in But I remember… where it all began [Final Hook – Female, Auto-Tuned, Full Power + Layers] From nothing to something, flipped the whole game Paycheck to palace, no more scraping for change Mansion on the hill, balcony slicing the sky Circle driveway loaded, foreigns parked side by side They used to hate hard — now they lining up late Throwing hundreds like rain… watch it cascade Pimpin’ is easy when the pressure got paid From nothing to something… this the life that I made
