Nothing
Young Jeezy Lyrics

Man them young niggas killing bout nothing
There are young people who are killing for no apparent reason

Show up at the spot with the choppers like nothin'
They show up at the location without any care, carrying guns

Full fifty shots, clear the block like nothin'
They don't hesitate to use their guns and fire all the bullets they have, clearing the area with ease

If you made it from the bottom to the top like nothing
If you have struggled and succeeded, you did it like it was no big deal

You don't owe a nigga nothing
You don't have to give anything to anyone

Put your cups in the air, I'd like to make a toast
I want to make a toast and raise our cups

In case it goes down, yeah you know I got my toast
I am prepared with my weapon in case something happens

And when you really from the streets that's when they hate you most
The more you come from the streets and succeed, the more people will hate you

And when you really got it then that's when they hate you close
People will hate you even more when you have achieved success in a close proximity to them

Knew him back in the day when we was gettin money
I know this person from when we were making money together

Now every time I see the nigga he be actin funny
Now, every time I see him he acts strange and different

Don't you niggas see it? I'm a little pressed for time
Can't you guys see that I'm in a rush?

Wanna talk about the past, told 'em press rewind
I'm not interested in talking about the past, let's move on

I ain't feelin what you sayin ho, you out of place
I don't agree with what you are saying, you don't really understand the situation

I have you feeling what I'm sprayin' yeah it's on my waist
I have a gun, and if you push me, I will use it

I'm trying to chill, smoke a couple with my lady friend
I just want to relax and smoke with my girlfriend

So they can meet me at the telly in the latest Benz
So we can all go to my room in my new car

Nigga you see me getting mine, you better get yours
I am successful, so you should strive to be successful too

Are you the one doing the serving or you gettin served?
Are you the one serving others or being served by others?

Or you the one doing the jackin, or you gettin jacked
Are you robbing others or being robbed by others?

Or you the one that's goin hard or you fallin' back
Are you working hard or giving up?

And I don't believe in falling back, bitch I'm goin hard
I don't believe in giving up, I am determined to succeed

They wanna see me fucked up, man I swear to God
People want to see me fail, I guarantee it

They praying that I fail, I'm praying that I rise
People are hoping for my failure, but I am hoping for my success

I guess the hating didn't work so now they tellin lies
Since the hate didn't work, now they are spreading lies about me

Oh he ain't did this, and he ain't did that
They are saying that I didn't do this or that

Boy keep it real wit ya self, you know he lived that
Be honest with yourself, you know that I've done those things

You ain't real, you don't give em what they asking for
You're not genuine, you're not giving people what they want

Such a real nigga, what the fuck you askin' fo'
I'm a real person, why are you doubting me?

And you don't even know a nigga, what you hating for?
You don't even know me, why are you hating on me?

And I ain't going nowhere so what you waiting for?
I am not leaving, so why are you waiting for something to happen?

Beat the street, this rap shit cake and ice cream
I have been successful in the rap game, it's easy for me

Fuck the selling words, bitch I sold ice cream
I have been successful in selling drugs too

From the bottom to the top, that's a nice dream
Going from nothing to something is a good aspiration

How you make it out young? I had a nice scheme
I was able to escape poverty with my plan

And I don't owe a nigga shit, better get it right
I don't owe anyone anything, you better understand that

Just know a nigga stayed down each and every night
Just know that I worked hard every single night

Hands on, yeah I broke down my own things
I did all the hard work myself

Hands on, yeah I counted up my own chains
I counted my own money

Fifties over here, twenties over there
I have different denominations of money in different places

You know the rest, nigga, fives and singles everywhere
I have smaller bills scattered all around