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From Nothing
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Hip-Hop/Rap
From Nothing è stato pubblicato il 29 maggio 2026 da MNRK Records LP come parte dell'album Made In Philly
album cover
Data di uscita29 maggio 2026
EtichettaMNRK Records LP
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM78

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Chris
Young Chris
Vocals
MadeinTYO
MadeinTYO
Vocals
Lloyd Banks
Lloyd Banks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Ries
Christopher Ries
Songwriter
C. Lloyd
C. Lloyd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tokyo Drum Beats
Tokyo Drum Beats
Producer
Steve "Rockstar" Dickey For All The Smoke Studios
Steve "Rockstar" Dickey For All The Smoke Studios
Mixing Engineer

Testi

Turn me up a little bit man…
Fuck em’
Yeah
[Verse]
Uh, Without no fatherhood,
I made it out the childhood,
I made it out the jungle, out the wildwood
I'm making sure my mom good (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah..
**** die from the shit I'm stressing,
but I know my kids is the bigger blessing.
Keep going without a question
Too much drinking I need Excedrin
Too much overthin' I'm thinking I need a session
Call da therapist They trying to talk sense and I ain't hearing it
Thinking bout airing shit
5% on my mirror tint
Trauma from them gun shots pinging, dark experience
Til’ da casket dip
Last ride Horses and carriages
Thuggin and arrogant
Til they getting interrogated
He Ain't just droppin names
Dem **** elaborated
Build the case took homie down
Bitch running round with his homie now
Stressing like a motherfucker bony now
Solo runnin’ around the town
Know the gun a hold'em down
Shout my dogs in that pound
They know the gunna hold 'em down
(Thraahh, Thraahh) Hold this round, (Thraahh, Thraahh) Blow this pound
Get the fuck up out the chair I hold the crown.
BabyQah
[Hook]
How the fuck I come from nothing to a superstar
Turn the Honda to a supercar
Tap the gas hear the motor, this a supercharged
This time around we going super hard
How the fuck I come from nothing to a Superstar?
Lloyd Banks
[Verse]
Superstar, Hood blessing, a truth from God
Gave half of my life to giving, Fuck more can I do for ya’ll?
I’m used to scars, proving odds
Movin’ right when we cruise abroad
Cause losing’s hard, hard to struggle
When everyday is a new facade
Panicking and we used to starve
Turns into excuses used tomorrow
Your truth’s bizarre crying dog
All you’re missing is a blue’s guitar
Important names know who we are
Every time how we move the bar
All it takes is bread and you hookin’
Like Abdul-Jabbar
Stupid **** hate
Got the nerve to tell you what you should charge
Run up on me reckless
I’m letting it fly like Luke Kennard
Reputations are bulletproof
Armored cars and a new garage
Your family loves you right
but imagine what we’ll do for ours
Run across a clown a day,
regular schedule ‘round the way
I’m proud to say but nothing like them
Hoping the power stays
Showing up for goods all that matters,
Helping them smile for days
Shit was looking sketchy but we found a way.
BabyQah
[Hook]
How the fuck I come from nothing to a superstar
Turn the Honda to a supercar
Tap the gas hear the motor, this a supercharged
This time around we going super hard
How the fuck I come from nothing to a Superstar?
YEAAAHHHH
We come from nothing ****, all this from hustling
A thousand Grams and Doublin’
Forever Bubblin’ ****
[Hook]
How the fuck I come from nothing to a superstar
Turn the Honda to a supercar
Tap the gas hear the motor, this a supercharged
This time around we going super hard
How the fuck I come from nothing to a Superstar?
Written by: C. Lloyd, Christopher Ries
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