| Song | Came From Nothing |
| Artist | Belly |
| Album | Up For Days |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Angels cry every time you dance | |
| I took a chance, I guess I met the devil in France | |
| I shook his hand | |
| White sand, black bandanas and semis | |
| Jules stashed the work in the HEMI | |
| We trap from Denny's | |
| Quit Henney bad ******* they're here plenty | |
| Here's a list of real *****s, me | |
| I missed any? (I don't think so.) | |
| Say a prayer like it's before dinner | |
| Hot shells during the cold winter | |
| Wonder why it’s all Balmain and Custom bought? | |
| Cause it ain't never had *******t for a Muslim boy | |
| Go and figure, go and figure | |
| They roll over on you when they was rollin' with you | |
| Code of honor like it's the holy scripture | |
| Bet it's 2020 vision till that 40 hit you | |
| Up for days mixing drugs with the paranoia | |
| This one's for the **** boys stackin' just to pay the lawyer | |
| [Hook:] | |
| I sit at home all alone with the 44 under my pillow | |
| Tryina dream, it's a cold winter | |
| No friends, in the end they all pretend | |
| Seven sins, talking revenge, I serve a cold dinner | |
| [Hook 2:] | |
| Really came from nothing | |
| Homie nothing's realla | |
| Really came from nothing | |
| Homie nothing's realla (X2) | |
| Cold revenge so sweet, I'm chowing down | |
| Mr. Chow, it’s fried lobster and kung-pow | |
| Smoke a pound, I don't gotta put towers down | |
| Presence fell, I'm around when out of town | |
| Back on your set like ***** a setback | |
| I was in the hole 2 mill | |
| Pay the debt back, *****s throwin' chips on the table | |
| Take your best bet, you can keep five off top | |
| Bring the rest back | |
| Foreign women and immigrant cars (Bonjour!) | |
| A couple sin for an innocent heart | |
| Crack the bag, make your nose twitch | |
| Watches that don't tick for the whole clique | |
| She wanna make a team, wanna make the team | |
| She wanna make a team, wanna make a team | |
| She really do! | |
| She wanna make a team, wanna make a team | |
| We're talking vivid, we can make the scene | |
| Your beauty like funeral flowers | |
| Your beauty like funeral flowers | |
| Your beauty like funeral flowers | |
| Such a dark and luminous power | |
| [Hook:] | |
| [Hook 2:] X2 | |
| [Hook:] | |
| [Hook 2:] X2 |
| Angels cry every time you dance | |
| I took a chance, I guess I met the devil in France | |
| I shook his hand | |
| White sand, black bandanas and semis | |
| Jules stashed the work in the HEMI | |
| We trap from Denny' s | |
| Quit Henney bad they' re here plenty | |
| Here' s a list of real s, me | |
| I missed any? I don' t think so. | |
| Say a prayer like it' s before dinner | |
| Hot shells during the cold winter | |
| Wonder why it' s all Balmain and Custom bought? | |
| Cause it ain' t never had t for a Muslim boy | |
| Go and figure, go and figure | |
| They roll over on you when they was rollin' with you | |
| Code of honor like it' s the holy scripture | |
| Bet it' s 2020 vision till that 40 hit you | |
| Up for days mixing drugs with the paranoia | |
| This one' s for the boys stackin' just to pay the lawyer | |
| Hook: | |
| I sit at home all alone with the 44 under my pillow | |
| Tryina dream, it' s a cold winter | |
| No friends, in the end they all pretend | |
| Seven sins, talking revenge, I serve a cold dinner | |
| Hook 2: | |
| Really came from nothing | |
| Homie nothing' s realla | |
| Really came from nothing | |
| Homie nothing' s realla X2 | |
| Cold revenge so sweet, I' m chowing down | |
| Mr. Chow, it' s fried lobster and kungpow | |
| Smoke a pound, I don' t gotta put towers down | |
| Presence fell, I' m around when out of town | |
| Back on your set like a setback | |
| I was in the hole 2 mill | |
| Pay the debt back, s throwin' chips on the table | |
| Take your best bet, you can keep five off top | |
| Bring the rest back | |
| Foreign women and immigrant cars Bonjour! | |
| A couple sin for an innocent heart | |
| Crack the bag, make your nose twitch | |
| Watches that don' t tick for the whole clique | |
| She wanna make a team, wanna make the team | |
| She wanna make a team, wanna make a team | |
| She really do! | |
| She wanna make a team, wanna make a team | |
| We' re talking vivid, we can make the scene | |
| Your beauty like funeral flowers | |
| Your beauty like funeral flowers | |
| Your beauty like funeral flowers | |
| Such a dark and luminous power | |
| Hook: | |
| Hook 2: X2 | |
| Hook: | |
| Hook 2: X2 |
| Angels cry every time you dance | |
| I took a chance, I guess I met the devil in France | |
| I shook his hand | |
| White sand, black bandanas and semis | |
| Jules stashed the work in the HEMI | |
| We trap from Denny' s | |
| Quit Henney bad they' re here plenty | |
| Here' s a list of real s, me | |
| I missed any? I don' t think so. | |
| Say a prayer like it' s before dinner | |
| Hot shells during the cold winter | |
| Wonder why it' s all Balmain and Custom bought? | |
| Cause it ain' t never had t for a Muslim boy | |
| Go and figure, go and figure | |
| They roll over on you when they was rollin' with you | |
| Code of honor like it' s the holy scripture | |
| Bet it' s 2020 vision till that 40 hit you | |
| Up for days mixing drugs with the paranoia | |
| This one' s for the boys stackin' just to pay the lawyer | |
| Hook: | |
| I sit at home all alone with the 44 under my pillow | |
| Tryina dream, it' s a cold winter | |
| No friends, in the end they all pretend | |
| Seven sins, talking revenge, I serve a cold dinner | |
| Hook 2: | |
| Really came from nothing | |
| Homie nothing' s realla | |
| Really came from nothing | |
| Homie nothing' s realla X2 | |
| Cold revenge so sweet, I' m chowing down | |
| Mr. Chow, it' s fried lobster and kungpow | |
| Smoke a pound, I don' t gotta put towers down | |
| Presence fell, I' m around when out of town | |
| Back on your set like a setback | |
| I was in the hole 2 mill | |
| Pay the debt back, s throwin' chips on the table | |
| Take your best bet, you can keep five off top | |
| Bring the rest back | |
| Foreign women and immigrant cars Bonjour! | |
| A couple sin for an innocent heart | |
| Crack the bag, make your nose twitch | |
| Watches that don' t tick for the whole clique | |
| She wanna make a team, wanna make the team | |
| She wanna make a team, wanna make a team | |
| She really do! | |
| She wanna make a team, wanna make a team | |
| We' re talking vivid, we can make the scene | |
| Your beauty like funeral flowers | |
| Your beauty like funeral flowers | |
| Your beauty like funeral flowers | |
| Such a dark and luminous power | |
| Hook: | |
| Hook 2: X2 | |
| Hook: | |
| Hook 2: X2 |