Son ft. Intell Suave Lyrics

Stand for something or fall for anything

Listen to these words

We can make something outta nothing

We gotta make the plays that lead to buckets

We gotta turn the hatred into loving

Then we can make something outta nothing

We can make something outta nothing

We gotta make a carriage outta pumpkins

We gotta turn our backs on all this fronting

Then we can make something outta nothing

Aye

See its been times ive had a negative balance

And other times Ive had a negative balance

If you can get the difference

Like Future said, none of this money matters

Young Eddie Winslow my family matters

Hey could you take this picture

Dealing with problems of partially raising my baby sister

Leaving the house my lil brother like take me with ya

He picking up on things that I aint even tryna teach him

These kids need a leader music is the way ill reach em

Said it and I meant it i thought i could prevent it

Some of us became men the others became a menace

When will the pain end im praying its in september

Cause thats the date on the registration thats in the window

My own momma dont believe in me

My ex wasnt the queen for me I dont blame her for leaving me

And Ill never give up easily

In Houston like Im Beasley

Aint nobody defeating me

We can make something outta nothing

We gotta make the plays that lead to buckets

We gotta turn the hatred into loving

Then we can make something outta nothing

We can make something outta nothing

We gotta make a carriage outta pumpkins

We gotta turn our backs on all this fronting

Then we can make something outta nothing

Aye

Last of a dying breed

They want me under the ground but imma fly indeed

They’ll never break us apart nor will I try n leave

Love my society

Inspire all of my brothers and they inspire me

I do this here for the mothers who had to cry and grieve

With so much pressure it’s harder for you to try and breath

My love for yall will go as deep as entire seas

My heart on the beat it’s either that or a iron sleeve

I told my homies on the block i got a vision

Remember where I’m from but now i move a lil different

I’m writing these bars for brothers behind bars in prison

Systematic oppression im just tryna beat the system

I’d hate to be a victim of murder because I’m hustling

Or struggle beating cases Like 808’s and percussion

Praying for the day that im the topic of discussion

You’ll hear my name buzzing

We can make something outta nothing

We gotta make the plays that lead to buckets

We gotta turn the hatred into loving

Then we can make something outta nothing

We can make something outta nothing

We gotta make a carriage outta pumpkins

We gotta turn our backs on all this fronting

Then we can make something outta nothing

Aye

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We can make something outta nothing