Rag2Riches lyrics

(Ayy, Zypitano got that gas)
(Six, chill, fool, for real, for real)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Rod Wave]
We went from rags to riches (Yeah)
Project fences to livin' luxury
Now we live luxury
Straight out that bottom, nobody gave nothing to me
Be careful while f*cking with me
All of my lil' brothers 'bout it, they cuttin' for me
Yeah, they gon' cut you for me
Lay in the cut with them cutters and cut you for free
Say she in love with me (What else?)
But save your love, I just want your company (Pray 4 Love)
I fall in the club for free
I give out daps and them hugs, but no one's for me
'Cause that type of sh*t don't faze a player, uh (What else?)
This type of sh*t is what make a hater

[Pre-Chorus: Rod Wave]
When you got it out the mud, yeah
Ran it up, yeah
Really don't give no f*ck, yeah
Don't give no f*ck
When you turn nothing to something, yeah
Really hustlin', yeah
Young and gettin' that money, yeah
We gettin' that money, yeah