Came from the Projects - Quicktrip, Young Jeezy

Long live Bankroll nigga

D. Rich what’s happening?

Quicktrip what it do?

Street Money Worldwide

Snow season nigga

I’m sitting in this all white Mulsanne

White seats, white sweats on

So I don’t fuck up my leather nigga

Niggas better get it together nigga

New coupe, all white

‘Bout to hog up the lane fill

Young nigga ballin' hard

Got traffic in the stash still

Won’t stop ‘til I get a milly

Gotta bring the whole fam here

Won’t stop until I get a jet

Got to build me a landing strip

I’m right here now nigga

Came from the projects

Why I talk a lot of shit now

Cause I ain’t never had shit

Get up off your ass nigga

Go ride another nigga’s dick

You wouldn’t be in that position nigga

If you was doing your own shit

Yeah I got my name from the projects

Yeah I got this game from the projects

Ran straight to get the Bentley truck

Y’all can go’n ‘head and get the Masi

Catch me 458 with Que

Or riding 488 with

Soon as I get that Bentley truck nigga

Going straight to pick up my son

Who you want to hang with Jordan?

Said Bankroll, let’s

Street Money CEO dead

Had to help mom raise his son

Tank top on, motor store

Cooking dope in some Juans

Ali fronted me my first brick

Told me hit ‘em up when I was done

On the street doing real numbers

Me, Kevin Whiteboy, and Rocky

Started off selling nicks nigga

Then I learned how to save the projects

Now the money got so big

Had to get a bigger safe deposit

Long live Bankroll nigga

Street Money Worldwide, I got him

New coupe, all white

‘Bout to hog up the lane fill

Young nigga ballin' hard

Got traffic in the stash still

Won’t stop ‘til I get a milly

Gotta bring the whole fam here

Won’t stop until I get a jet

Got to build me a landing strip

I’m right here now nigga

Came from the projects

Why I talk a lot of shit now

Cause I ain’t never had shit

Get up off your ass nigga

Go ride another nigga’s dick

You wouldn’t be in that position nigga

If you was doing your own shit

New spot all white

Yellow horses in the steering wheel

Give a pussy nigga migraines

Glovebox full of Advil

Hundred thousand, Magic City shoot

On the stage, everybody witness

I don’t throw that talkin' ass ho

Bitch tellin' everybody’s business

Told her I look better on her resume then she’ll ever look on mine

BET at the gold room, Cubans on, everybody blind

ATL all out to Houston

Got street money worldwide

Rap niggas all be riding waves

Watch a real nigga change the tide

Back to back Bentleys in my hood

Yeah they call me dark skin Obama

Inside of so many drugs

Yeah bitch I could’ve been a drummer

They say Snow you’re going hard

I say I ain’t going hard enough

Copped that million dollar

Put that bitch right up in the bluff

From the projects, eating fried chicken

Now a nigga eating calamari

So many in the bank, should’ve been on an episode of Maury

Gave my grandma 500 dollars

She put on a broad with the titties

Coupe cost 500 thousand

Hear them pipes all across the city

New coupe, all white

‘Bout to hog up the lane fill

Young nigga ballin' hard

Got traffic in the stash still

Won’t stop ‘til I get a milly

Gotta bring the whole fam here

Won’t stop until I get a jet

Got to build me a landing strip

I’m right here now nigga

Came from the projects

Why I talk a lot of shit now

Cause I ain’t never had shit

Get up off your ass nigga

Go ride another nigga’s dick

You wouldn’t be in that position nigga

If you was doing your own shit