Neva Had Sh*t - Doe B

Shout to the big homie Tip, salute Hustle Gang

Shouts to my whole Hood Rich fam

Doe B, wussup nigga?

You can call me anything but fucked up

And them hatin niggas who hatin, they fucked up

And that little bitch, whoever he with got fucked up

We talkin money, it make no sense so shut the fuck up

I’m ballin on these niggas like I’m Wes Brook

Ok see these niggas, man I’m flexed up

I came from the bottom, ran my checkup

Now I’m in the high riser, getting my dick sucked

And no lame bragging, I’m just speaking facts

Them NYC niggas, say no speakin crack

Them hoes said I thank em too much, it ain’t nobody

And they say nobody’s perfect so I get so 1000

Geek’d up on that money, turn up on a fuck nigga

Only thing I’m turning down is these punk bitches

And I ain’t neva had shit

Fucked up every check, came through the cribs nigga 6−0-6

3−6 nigga

I ain’t neva had shit

All I wanted was some money

You know?

Show you niggas I done come from nothing

Yea I did that

Yea!

Money cars and clothes, I ain’t neva had shit

Man that’s all we know, I ain’t neva had shit

Designer head to toe, I ain’t neva had shit

Turn up on these hoes, I ain’t neva had shit

You can hate me all you want, I ain’t neva had shit

Call me anything but broke, I ain’t neva had shit

I fucked the baddest bitches, I ain’t neva had shit

I went from rap to riches, I ain’t neva had shit

And you can call me anything but broke, boy

I’ve been on my grind since the go boy

Know how to make the Jetsons like Joe boy

And all you crossed together, still can’t make a low boy

I’m ballin on these niggas like I’m D Wade

Yo bitch went MIA in MIA for 3 days

Got you runnin round town like have you seen she?

I fucked that hoe so many times I call her cliché

We get it, yea I got it

Magician in that kitchen with no prize they had the Prada

Been so many numbers that I think I’m being followed

And my phone turned, it’s talking close, I need a enchilada

No problem, give it to you by tomorrow

It’s so lonely at the top and I came from the bottom

Jesus pieces around my collar, please protect me heavenly Father

They don’t wanna see me fall but I ain’t neva had nothing

(Interlude)

I ain’t neva had nothing man

I came from the bottom, man shit

You know how this shit go man

It’s lonely up there man

I see you lil niggas though

Money cars and clothes, I ain’t neva had shit

Man that’s all we know, I ain’t neva had shit

Designer head to toe, I ain’t neva had shit

Turn up on these hoes, I ain’t neva had shit

You can hate me all you want, I ain’t neva had shit

Call me anything but broke, I ain’t neva had shit

I fucked the baddest bitches, I ain’t neva had shit

I went from rap to riches, I ain’t neva had shit