XV - Nothing For U lyrics

[Blue Foundation] I won't soothe your pain I won't ease your strain I got nothing for you I got nothing for you I got nothing for you to gain [Verse One] Look The street's talkin' and often I gave the conversation Cause in this game you can fly a deal with complications All I wanted was gold chains and whips but even that I couldn't get like Emancipation and Proclamation From my bedroom window makin' observations Watchin' n***as who turn they corner into they occupation Soon as I had thoughts of joining the operation That's right when the streets started sayin' [Hook] "I won't soothe your pain I won't ease your strain I got nothing for you" You know I got nothin' for you You, you know I got nothin' for you You, you know I got nothin' for you But we want it anyways cause we got nothin' to lose [Verse Two] But who cares when you stay gettin' new pairs Of white and baby blue Airs, you stunt around your crew wearing Got girls who never used to notice you staring Hung at Mom and Pop shops cause we ain't have two parents School to some dudes was just a dumb bell Young, well n***as movin' weight like dumbbells We'd be compelled to run sells like no one cares Cause our wishes and our prayers be goin' straight to the voice-mail Since a kid I knew I would do it big Bumpin' Sky's The Limit thinkin' I'mma do it B.I.G sh**, in 7th grade, I was doin' trig Hangin' with my nigs who do nothin' but pulling trigs Started smokin' cigs and cigs led to the weed And weed led to the drank and drank led to the E Pills, I started poppin' to stop from goin' insane While I'm holdin' up this flame I'm hearin' it say [Hook] [Bridge] One time for the momma on the grind Two times for the n***a on his job Three times for the kid with a dream One day he gon' make it to the top [Verse Three] Throwin' it in the air, like I don't care, I ain't trippin' Dollars got me a** grabbin' but I swear I'm penny pinching I know it's a given I'm givin' because I'm sippin' For that money she get low so she can get her titties lifted Shawty's name was Diamond, we was never not together Unless she was in the air like Roc-A-Fella She let me beat it, when I wouldn't she went accapella Even though I know she was only after my mozzarella Mess up relationships and jobs that would make her sick Knowin' millions take a bit, to get, wasn't makin' sense She know them dollars I throw ain't gon' make her rich Or happy, but it makes her wish [Hook]