(feat. Bobby Valentino)
[Intro: (4x)]

From Rags to Riches (riches)

Bet you I'mma be the richest 



[Verse 1:]

I started off as an army brat (Atten-hut!)

Seven months, class act

I was racin' down the block

As a matter of fact

I could've been a track star (I guess I am)

I stacked bars

Comin' through your system in them phat cars (uh)

Cross country isn't that far

It's like I'm in the race, don't know who you cats are

See one day I fell from grace, landed in this place

My whole sh*t erased from talkin' back to my momma's face

Like I was lost in space

Without a trace, cuttin' class, bein' Mrs. Fast Ass

Gettin' blasted with dad, got caught up in the flash

My Nana goin' mad, had to make the dash

Saw a fell up in the streets

Did anything for cash

And anything to crash, in anybody's path

Gave everything I had

Took what I could grab (check it)

It was just a bunch of open rags



[Chorus (Bobby Valentino):]

This is the story in the life of a hustler

Running for the come up

No one ever thought I would ever blow up

So I guess I had to show up

Now everywhere I go 

The people wanna know

They wanna know where I came from

Not havin' a pot to piss in

Stop and listen

I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches



[Verse 2:]

I remember sellin' coke

Can't believe that I was poisonin' my folk

Now I let my throat be the antidote

Always kept my hopes high

Now mama don't cry, 'cause I'll be close by

With the most high 

I was playin' Robin Hood (in the hood)

Little Red Riding Hood

Til' the barrel pointed where I stood (yeah, I stood)

But walked away like I was absolutely positively sure I could

Attitude on f*ck it

Some dollars in the bucket

Been scheming steady dreaming

For a chance to make some duckets

Caused a little ruckus on the sideline

Fully reconstructed every guideline

From the alley way to Cali, on the Grammy day

Went from disarray to mayday, mayday, mayday

Ran away from the sickness with a quickness

And went from rags to richness



[Chorus (Bobby Valentino):]

This is the story in the life of a hustler

Running for the come up

No one ever thought I would ever blow up

So I guess I had to show up

Now everywhere I go 

The people wanna know

They wanna know where I came from

Not havin' a pot to piss in

Stop and listen

I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches



[Verse 3 (Bobby Valentino):]

Man, I struggled so long

Did whatever it took me for me to get on

I wouldn't let nobody stop me

Even if they told me I can't

I said I'mma do it, watch me

And now I'm just living life lavish

Money, cars, and clothes

Yea I got to have it

It's been a long hard road to make it

In this business

But I told y'all I'll be the bestest



[Chorus (Bobby Valentino) (2x):]

This is the story in the life of a hustler

Running for the come up

No one ever thought I would ever blow up

So I guess I had to show up

Now everywhere I go 

The people wanna know

They wanna know where I came from

Not havin' a pot to piss in

Stop and listen

I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches