Cullinan

Lookin' at the stars on the roof, I'm thinkin' what would I be without you
I'd be nothing, nothing, nothing, I'd be nothing, nothing, nothing
I'd be gone up in a budget, say you gained not nothing from it
Down with the nothing, nothing, nothing

Came up from a bad place, now it's steak and crab cakes
Runnin' to the money, bitch, I chase it like a damn race
Young street nigga, well connected, got a good face
Now I'm plugged up, if I ever got to lose weight
Put the Henny down, now I'm trippin off the D'usse
Terrorizing niggas call me Baker Dom Hussein
Fucked up in their head, got a screw loose, who sayin'
Pussy ass nigga, you be out here having mood swings

Lookin' at the stars on the roof, I'm thinkin' what would I be without you
I'd be nothing, nothing, nothing, I'd be nothing, nothing, nothing
I'd be gone up in a budget, say you gained not nothing from it
Down with the nothing, nothing, nothing