Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes - Rags To Riches (feat. Andre Rison) Lyrics
A quick story from rags to riches Comin' to you from Supernova (AKA Left Eye) Give it to 'em, give it to 'em, give it to 'em (ha ha) I'm goin', I'm goin' from rags to riches (ha ha ha ha) I'm goin', I'm goin' from rags to riches (ha ha ha ha) I started off as an army brat (Atten-hut!) Seven months old class act I was racing down the block As a matter of fact I could've been a track star (I guess I am) I stacked bars Comin' through your system in them phat cars (uh) Cross country isn't that far It's like I'm in the race, don't know who you cats are See one day I fell from grace, landed in this place My innocence erased from talkin' back to my momma's face Like I was lost in space Without a trace, cuttin' class, bein' Mrs. Fast Ass Gettin' blasted with my dad, got caught up in the flash My Nana goin' straight mad, had to make the dash Saw a fella through the streets Who would give anything for cash And anything to crash in anybody's path If everything I had Look at what I could grab (check it) And it was just a bunch of niggas I'm goin' from rags to riches From rags to riches I'm goin' from rags to riches I bet you I'mma be the richest I'm goin' from rags to riches From rags to riches I'm goin' from rags to riches I bet you I'mma be the richest I'm goin' from rags to riches From rags to riches I'm goin' from rags to riches I bet you I'mma be the richest I'm goin' from rags to riches From rags to riches I'm goin' from rags to riches I bet you I'mma be the richest Ding ding the bell ring, landlord causin' a scene Mama diggin' for her green, last dolla (dolla bill) To pay for the phone bill, electric bill, water bill How you feel when you make a mill? And move your mama to a house on the hill With picture framed TV's on the wall Hard and I'm pissed when she wanna ball A cell phone for when she wanna call She ballin' out of control With her own bank roll, I got her back though One for the money and two for the show Mama floors stayin' clean 600 green outside Showin' them the many ways that God provides in life Or who can see the bigger picture And tell a story from goin' dead broke to gettin' richer Knowin' I'm gettin' with you in this paper chase Rags to riches all up in your face I'm goin' from rags to riches From rags to riches I'm goin' from rags to riches I bet you I'mma be the richest I'm goin' from rags to riches From rags to riches I'm goin' from rags to riches I bet you I'mma be the richest I remember sellin' weed Can't believe that I was poisonin' my folk Now I let my throat be the antidote Always kept my hopes high Now mama don't cry, 'cause I'll be close by With the most high I was playin' Robin Hood (in the hood) Little Red Riding Hood Til' the barrel pointed where I stood (yeah, I stood) But walked away like I was absolutely positively sure I could Attitude on drugs A few dollars in the bucket And scheming steady dreaming For a chance to make some duckets Caused a little ruckus on the sideline From the alley way to Cali, on the Grammy day Went from disarray to mayday, mayday, mayday Ran away from the sickness with a quickness And went from rags to riches I'm goin' from rags to riches From rags to riches I'm goin' from rags to riches I bet you I'mma be the richest I'm goin' from rags to riches From rags to riches I'm goin' from rags to riches I bet you I'mma be the richest I'm lovin' everybody that's tryin' to get it from rags to riches From nuttin' to somethin' (ha ha right) You know what I'm sayin' I'm nuttin' but a quickie story from rags to riches To all my mournin' ghetto superstars out there Much love! I'm backin' everybody, East coast, West coast, the Midwest Everything you know what I'm sayin', it's all hip hop Much love! We all came from rags and went to riches And the ones that's still messin' with them rags You know what I'm sayin' Keep your head up (know what I'm sayin') Somethin' bound to happen For sure though...
