[Intro: (4x)]
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From Rags to Riches (riches)
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Bet you I'mma be the richest
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[Verse 1:]
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I started off as an army brat (Atten-hut!)
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Seven months, class act
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I was racin' down the block
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As a matter of fact
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I could've been a track star (I guess I am)
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I stacked bars
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Comin' through your system in them phat cars (uh)
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Cross country isn't that far
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It's like I'm in the race, don't know who you cats are
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See one day I fell from grace, landed in this place
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My whole sh*t erased from talkin' back to my momma's face
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Like I was lost in space
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Without a trace, cuttin' class, bein' Mrs. Fast Ass
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Gettin' blasted with dad, got caught up in the flash
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My Nana goin' mad, had to make the dash
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Saw a fell up in the streets
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Did anything for cash
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And anything to crash, in anybody's path
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Gave everything I had
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Took what I could grab (check it)
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It was just a bunch of open rags
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[Chorus (Bobby Valentino):]
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This is the story in the life of a hustler
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Running for the come up
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No one ever thought I would ever blow up
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So I guess I had to show up
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Now everywhere I go
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The people wanna know
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They wanna know where I came from
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Not havin' a pot to piss in
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Stop and listen
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I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches
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[Verse 2:]
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I remember sellin' coke
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Can't believe that I was poisonin' my folk
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Now I let my throat be the antidote
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Always kept my hopes high
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Now mama don't cry, 'cause I'll be close by
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With the most high
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I was playin' Robin Hood (in the hood)
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Little Red Riding Hood
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Til' the barrel pointed where I stood (yeah, I stood)
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But walked away like I was absolutely positively sure I could
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Attitude on f*ck it
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Some dollars in the bucket
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Been scheming steady dreaming
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For a chance to make some duckets
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Caused a little ruckus on the sideline
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Fully reconstructed every guideline
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From the alley way to Cali, on the Grammy day
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Went from disarray to mayday, mayday, mayday
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Ran away from the sickness with a quickness
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And went from rags to richness
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[Chorus (Bobby Valentino):]
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This is the story in the life of a hustler
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Running for the come up
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No one ever thought I would ever blow up
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So I guess I had to show up
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Now everywhere I go
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The people wanna know
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They wanna know where I came from
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Not havin' a pot to piss in
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Stop and listen
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I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches
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[Verse 3 (Bobby Valentino):]
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Man, I struggled so long
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Did whatever it took me for me to get on
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I wouldn't let nobody stop me
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Even if they told me I can't
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I said I'mma do it, watch me
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And now I'm just living life lavish
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Money, cars, and clothes
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Yea I got to have it
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It's been a long hard road to make it
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In this business
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But I told y'all I'll be the bestest
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[Chorus (Bobby Valentino) (2x):]
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This is the story in the life of a hustler
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Running for the come up
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No one ever thought I would ever blow up
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So I guess I had to show up
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Now everywhere I go
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The people wanna know
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They wanna know where I came from
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Not havin' a pot to piss in
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Stop and listen
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I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches
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In The Life
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| Lisa 'left Eye' Lopes |
