Belly - Came from nothing

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Angels cry every time you dance
I took a chance, I guess I met the devil in France
I shook his hand
White sand, black bend, dead as the Sammie
Jules starts to working for Hummie, we trashed ???
Quit hatin' bad bitches they're here plenty
Here's a list of amenities for Mr Realness, me
Say a prayer like it's before diner
Hot shells joins the cold winner
Wonder why I saw a bomb miner at the custom board
'Cause it ain't never had shit for a Muslim boy
Go and figure, go and figure
They roll over you when they was rollin' with you
Cold divine like it's the holy scripture
Better 22 visions till their 40 hit you
Off the days mixing drugs with the paranoia
This one's for the dope boys stackin' just to pay the lawyer
I sit at home all alone with the 44 under my pillow
Tryina dream, it's so cold winter
No friends, in the end they all pretend
Seven sins, talking revenge, I serve a cold diner

(x2)
Really came from nothing
and nothing's realla
Really came from nothing
and nothing's realla

Cold revenge so sweet, I'm counting down
Miss child, fried lobster and kung-po
Smoke a pow, I don't die to put towns down
Present's fell, I'm around when out of town
Back on your cell like fuck a ???
I was in the hole to meal,
Pay the debt back, niggas dance ?? on the table
Take the best back, you can keep the key off top
Bring the rest back
Foreign women and immigrant cops (Bonjour!)
A couple sinful on innocent hoe
Crack your bag, Nicki knows twitch
Watch it, don't tip for the hoe
She wanna make a team, she wanna make a team
She wanna make a team, she wanna make a team
She really do!
She wanna make a team, she wanna make a team
We're talking vivid, really wanna make a scene
Your beauty like funeral flowers,
Your beauty like funeral flowers,
Your beauty like funeral flowers
Such a dark and luminous power
I sit at home all alone with the 44 under my pillow
Tryina dream, it's so cold winter
No friends, in the end they all pretend
Seven sins, talking revenge, I serve a cold diner

Really came from nothing
and nothing's realla
Really came from nothing
and nothing's realla

I sit at home all alone with the 44 under my pillow
Tryina dream, it's so cold winter
No friends, in the end they all pretend
Seven sins, talking revenge, I serve a cold diner

(x2)
Really came from nothing
and nothing's realla
Really came from nothing
and nothing's realla

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