Lisa "left Eye" Lopez - Rags To Riches Lyrics
A quick story from rags to richesComin' 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 actI was racing down the blockAs a matter of factI could've been a track star (i guess i am)I stacked barsComin' through your system in them phat cars (uh)Cross country isn't that farIt's like i'm in the race, don't know who you cats areSee one day i fell from grace, landed in this placeMy innocence erased from talkin' back to my momma's faceLike i was lost in spaceWithout a trace, cuttin' class, bein' mrs. fast assGettin' blasted with my dad, got caught up in the flashMy nana goin' straight mad, had to make the dashSaw a fella through the streetsWho would give anything for cashAnd anything to crash in anybody's pathIf everything i hadLook at what i could grab (check it)And it was just a bunch of niggasI'm goin' from rags to richesFrom rags to richesI'm goin' from rags to richesI bet you i'mma be the richestI'm goin' from rags to richesFrom rags to richesI'm goin' from rags to richesI bet you i'mma be the richestI'm goin' from rags to richesFrom rags to richesI'm goin' from rags to richesI bet you i'mma be the richestI'm goin' from rags to richesFrom rags to richesI'm goin' from rags to richesI bet you i'mma be the richestDing ding the bell ring, landlord causin' a sceneMama diggin' for her green, last dolla (dolla bill)To pay for the phone bill, electric bill, water billHow you feel when you make a mill?And move your mama to a house on the hillWith picture framed tv's on the wallHard and i'm pissed when she wanna ballA cell phone for when she wanna callShe ballin' out of controlWith her own bank roll, i got her back thoughOne for the money and two for the showMama floors stayin' clean 600 green outsideShowin' them the many ways that god provides in lifeOr who can see the bigger pictureAnd tell a story from goin' dead broke to gettin' richerKnowin' i'm gettin' with you in this paper chaseRags to riches all up in your faceI'm goin' from rags to richesFrom rags to richesI'm goin' from rags to richesI bet you i'mma be the richestI'm goin' from rags to richesFrom rags to richesI'm goin' from rags to richesI bet you i'mma be the richestI remember sellin' weedCan't believe that i was poisonin' my folkNow i let my throat be the antidoteAlways kept my hopes highNow mama don't cry, 'cause i'll be close byWith the most high i was playin' robin hood (in the hood)Little red riding hoodTil' the barrel pointed where i stood (yeah, i stood)But walked away like i was absolutely positively sure i couldAttitude on drugsA few dollars in the bucketAnd scheming steady dreamingFor a chance to make some ducketsCaused a little ruckus on the sidelineFrom the alley way to cali, on the grammy dayWent from disarray to mayday, mayday, maydayRan away from the sickness with a quicknessAnd went from rags to richesI'm goin' from rags to richesFrom rags to richesI'm goin' from rags to richesI bet you i'mma be the richestI'm goin' from rags to richesFrom rags to richesI'm goin' from rags to richesI bet you i'mma be the richestI'm lovin' everybody that's tryin' to get it from rags to richesFrom nuttin' to somethin' (ha ha right)You know what i'm sayin'I'm nuttin' but a quickie story from rags to richesTo all my mournin' ghetto superstars out thereMuch love!I'm backin' everybody, east coast, west coast, the midwestEverything you know what i'm sayin', it's all hip hopMuch love!We all came from rags and went to richesAnd the ones that's still messin' with them ragsYou know what i'm sayin'Keep your head up (know what i'm sayin')Somethin' bound to happenFor sure though...
