SFN II (Sum'tn from Nothing II) (feat. nellā)

Respek is a delicate flower and I keep waterin' till i get a lot of it

Incapable of throwing a towel from womb to the tomb on my pinky I'll never quit

Made myself a vowel then now & forever it's you I don' choose put ring in it

The sweeter the sour the greater the huh and I'm in the middle just circling

Six & i'm still counting, I hop in booth & I leave **** shook unintentionally

Got me moving from east to the west making hush P's confidentiality

Breaking bread drinking wine with my mandem I can't even fathom it couldn't be more bittersweet

Er'thing is tasting spicy I guess **** chose to be salty again for the seasonin'

I'm making something from nothing

Waking up daily & I'm think about hustling

Fell on my knees many times now I'm standing on my own feet & I'm juggling

Married the game put a ring on my pinky I never give less than a hunnid

I'm making nothing to something momma

I'll keep making something from nothing

Sacrifices after sacrifices I know many wouldn't understand

Countless times I had act like i'm somebody else to get to where I'm at my ****

Working harder than demons had to call my Gods to help face the faxx my ****

Making something up to scratch my ****

It ain't only about raps my ****

Let me pick up where I left off

Since the day I was born always felt I got lots to prove I can't settle for less dawg

Been the hero, the villain, from virtue to sinning always played my role with my mask off

Now you see me collecting the fruits in my labour and asking me how does it taste dawg

Give or take I'mma take what you give dawg

Got my adrenaline pumping

For a minute running for non-stop

Fuck I'd be stopping for nothing

They keep telling me my gridin will pay off

And i'll keep flipping the script

Doing the opposite roll up switch

My father came from the bottomless pit

But now that I'm here I'm gon' make that a niche

Father forgive me in advance

I can't predict anything that is out of my hands

I ask for guidance, direction, above everything only you can control what I can't

Sometimes I can't keep up with everything that's surrounding me with the position I stand

Meanwhile i'm gonna keep proving you momma that this an empire i'm building with sand with my baring'gn hands

I'm making something from nothing

Waking up daily & I'm think about hustling

Fell on my knees many times now I'm standing on my own feet & I'm juggling

Married the game put a ring on my pinky I never give less than a hunnid

I'm making nothing to something momma

I'll keep making something from nothing