Chris Cash - From Nothing Lyrics

You don't know the half of it
Most these niggas counterfeit
Chris Cash
You don't know the half of it
You don't know the half of it, most these niggas counterfeit
Most these niggas doubted me, know my grandma proud of me
Know Celina looking down on me, how could you look down on me?
Cause my bitch she draped in Double C, Double C
Stick will break his jaw like he was Double D, Double D
And I told that bitch to come and f*ck with me
I got so many racks stuffed in these dungarees
In Amiri jeans, NSD, she know the name
She see the pendant on the chain, we can never change, oh no
Back against the wall, and my niggas from the grain
She bust out the frame, oh no
And she do the whole gang, she gon' do the whole gang
Do the gang, oh no
You don't got no stain, boy you not sanctioned
I know these niggas, they don't get the message
I got a thirty round stick with suppressor
Nigga I'll shoot it, I'll wet you for lesser
Hop in the Bentley Mulsanne, Tuscan leather
Who do it better? Better than me?
Who do it better? These nigga hatin'
They watchin' on me, they plottin' on me
Who do it better?
And most these niggas counterfeit
And most these niggas doubted it