Lisa Lopes From Rags To Riches Lyrics

From Rags To Riches Lyrics

A quick story from rags to riches

comin 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 act

i was racing down the block

as a matter of fact

i could've been a Track Star (i guess i am)

i stacked bars

comin through your system in them phat cars (uh)

cross country isn't that far

it's like i'm in the race don't know who you cats are 

see one day i fell from grace landed in this place

my innocence erased from talkin back to my momma's afce

like i was lost in space

without a trace cuttin class bein called Mrs. Fast Ass

getiin blasted with my dad got caught up in the flash

my Nana goin straight mad had to make the dash

saw a fella through the streets

who would give anything for cash

and anything to crash in anybody's path

if everything i had

look at what i could grab (check it)

and it was just a bunch of niggas



[Chorus]

I'm goin from rags to riches

from rags to riches

i'm goin from rags to riches

i bet you imma be the richest

i'm goin from rags to riches

from rags to riches

i'm goin from rags to riches

i bet you imma be the richest

(repeat)



Ding ding the bell ring landlord causin a scene

mama diggin for her green last dolla (dolla bill)

to pay for the phone bill, electric bill, water bill

how you feel when you make a mill?

and move your mama to a house on the hill

with picture framed TV's on the wall

hard and i'm pissed when she wanna brawl

a cell phone for when she wanna call

she ballin out of control

with her own bank roll i got her back though

one for the money and two for the show

mama floors stayin clean 600 green outside

showin them the many ways that God provides in life

or who can see the bigger picture

and tell a story from goin dead broke to gettin richer

knowin i'm gettin with you in this paper chase

rags to riches all up in your face



[Chorus]



I rememeber sellin weed

can't believe i poisonin my folk

now i let my throat be the antidote

always kept my hopes high

now mama don't cry cuz i'll be close by

with the most high i was playin Robin Hood (in the hood)

little Red Riding Hood

til the barrel pointed where i stood (yeah i stood)

but walked away like i was absolutely positively sure i could

attitude on drugs

a few dollars in the bucket

and scheming steady dreaming

for a chance to make some duckets

caused a little ruckus on the sideline

from the alley way to Cali on the Grammy day

went from disarray to maybe maybe maybe

ran away from the sickness with a quickness

and went from rags to riches



[Chorus]



I'm lovin everybody that's tryin to get it from rags to riches

from nuttin to sumthin (ha ha right)

you know what i'm sayin

i'm nuttin but a quickie story from rags to riches

to all my mournin ghetto superstars out there

much love!

i'm backin everybody east coast, west coast, the midwest

everything you know what i'm sayin it's all hip hop

much love!



We came from rags and went to riches

and the ones that's still messin with them rags

you know what i'm sayin

keep your head up (know what i'm sayin)

somethin bound to happen

for sure though...