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Built From Nothing
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Built From Nothing è stato pubblicato il 13 maggio 2026 da Queen Butterfly come parte dell'album Built From Nothing - Single
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Data di uscita13 maggio 2026
EtichettaQueen Butterfly
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM86

Testi

I came from the bottom of the bottom, don’t get it confused
Turned pain into pressure, now I got somethin’ to prove
They handed me scars, I turned ‘em into my crown
I built me a life they swore would never be found
I don’t blame the past, I just buried the weight
Ain’t no handouts given, I created my fate
You can cry ‘bout your past, or go rewrite it too
I came from nothin’… what the hell stopped you?
Shelters in Dallas, yeah that’s where I slept
Learned real early ain’t nobody comin’ yet
Daddy on a binge, sellin’ everything we had
Pawn tickets stacked higher than the love he never gave back
Lost him young, yeah that pain hit different
Twelve years old, had to grow up in an instant
Momma tried, but we was never first
So I learned how to heal what the world made worse
Me and my brother, that was ride or die
Two broken kids just tryin’ to survive
Family saw it, but they looked away
Now they watchin’ me win with nothin’ to say
I was built in chaos, I don’t break, I adapt
Turned every setback into a comeback track
You can keep excuses, I don’t speak that language
I made somethin’ outta nothin’, now my life look dangerous
Ain’t nobody ever hand me nothin’, I took it
Turned every L into a lesson and booked it
Now I walk like I know what I’m worth
‘Cause I built my name straight out the dirt
They say “healin’ takes time” — I agree
But don’t sit in your pain like it’s where you should be
Yeah I been through hell, I just didn’t unpack
I used it as fuel, I ain’t never looked back
Momma and daddy never gave me shit
Just showed me exactly who I won’t be, that’s it
So I leveled up, now I stand on my own
Turned a broken house into a self-made home
I don’t feel sorry for the ones that stay stuck
You either rise up or you run outta luck
Pain ain’t special, everybody got scars
Difference is I turned mine into stars
I came from the bottom of the bottom, I climbed
Every loss, every tear, every dollar was mine
They counted me out, now I’m countin’ it up
Built a life from the dirt, now I don’t give a fuck!
Written by: Queen Butterfly
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