Ashy To Classy Lyrics
| Song | Ashy To Classy |
| Artist | Slim Thug |
| Album | Already Platinum |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hugo, Thomas, Williams | |
| That's right | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can't stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| Started out a little young nigga, 'bout 15 | |
| Tryin' to figure out ways to get big green | |
| Had dreams of rock gleams, top down on the old school' | |
| Cause the hustla's ridin' clean looked so cool | |
| You know the rules, | |
| I got in where | |
| I fit inWhy not hit the block, all my other brothers did it | |
| Had to get out there and get it on my own' | |
| Cause when you turn 16, nowadays you grown | |
| Mama did her best, 'cause | |
| I never missed a meal | |
| But I'm tired of takin' money that shit needed for bills, you feel me? | |
| I'm tryin' to take a little weight up off her back | |
| So I'm takin' up the slack, thanks to feens wantin' crack | |
| A 50 pack, to a half, to a whole | |
| To be 15 nigga, my pockets on swoll', huh | |
| I'm finally 'bout to get my chance to go pro | |
| And let the city know | |
| Slim thug gettin' dough | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can't stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| Now I'm the one ridin' clean, just made 17 | |
| But I aint' satisfied with the cash the block bring | |
| And them law snatchin' niggas off the block every night' | |
| Cause boys treatin' this shit 'cause it's a normal 9 to 5 | |
| Instead of trying to put their paper in a row | |
| These niggas on the block hustlin' till they get caught | |
| But a, my mama didn't ain't no fool | |
| I had to chill for a minute and just focus on school | |
| And if I wasn't in the hall gettin' ho's | |
| I was chillin' wit' my niggas spittin' flows | |
| Next thing you know | |
| I'm at the club doin' shows | |
| And gettin' bank rolls when | |
| I step through the doors | |
| My pussy rate at an all-time high | |
| And ain't too much shit that | |
| I want I can't buy | |
| I'm livin' good, everyday stay fly | |
| I guess that's why the niggas in the hood say hi | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can't stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| Nowadays I'm a made man | |
| And word is | |
| Slim Thug is a very well paid man | |
| I'm Ray Banned up, top down, mashing | |
| Lookin' in the rearview at the haters that | |
| I'm passin' | |
| So please stop with them questions you askin' | |
| I'm a hustla, | |
| I'ma stay smashing | |
| Quarter million dollar cars, | |
| I'm livin' like a star | |
| VIP with the bar, players buyin' out the bar | |
| And even though a nigga didn't shoot hoops | |
| I still found ways to make | |
| NBA lootA young nigga got his pockets on swoll' | |
| They can't stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can't stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control |
| zuo qu : Hugo, Thomas, Williams | |
| That' s right | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can' t stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| Started out a little young nigga, ' bout 15 | |
| Tryin' to figure out ways to get big green | |
| Had dreams of rock gleams, top down on the old school' | |
| Cause the hustla' s ridin' clean looked so cool | |
| You know the rules, | |
| I got in where | |
| I fit inWhy not hit the block, all my other brothers did it | |
| Had to get out there and get it on my own' | |
| Cause when you turn 16, nowadays you grown | |
| Mama did her best, ' cause | |
| I never missed a meal | |
| But I' m tired of takin' money that shit needed for bills, you feel me? | |
| I' m tryin' to take a little weight up off her back | |
| So I' m takin' up the slack, thanks to feens wantin' crack | |
| A 50 pack, to a half, to a whole | |
| To be 15 nigga, my pockets on swoll', huh | |
| I' m finally ' bout to get my chance to go pro | |
| And let the city know | |
| Slim thug gettin' dough | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can' t stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| Now I' m the one ridin' clean, just made 17 | |
| But I aint' satisfied with the cash the block bring | |
| And them law snatchin' niggas off the block every night' | |
| Cause boys treatin' this shit ' cause it' s a normal 9 to 5 | |
| Instead of trying to put their paper in a row | |
| These niggas on the block hustlin' till they get caught | |
| But a, my mama didn' t ain' t no fool | |
| I had to chill for a minute and just focus on school | |
| And if I wasn' t in the hall gettin' ho' s | |
| I was chillin' wit' my niggas spittin' flows | |
| Next thing you know | |
| I' m at the club doin' shows | |
| And gettin' bank rolls when | |
| I step through the doors | |
| My pussy rate at an alltime high | |
| And ain' t too much shit that | |
| I want I can' t buy | |
| I' m livin' good, everyday stay fly | |
| I guess that' s why the niggas in the hood say hi | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can' t stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| Nowadays I' m a made man | |
| And word is | |
| Slim Thug is a very well paid man | |
| I' m Ray Banned up, top down, mashing | |
| Lookin' in the rearview at the haters that | |
| I' m passin' | |
| So please stop with them questions you askin' | |
| I' m a hustla, | |
| I' ma stay smashing | |
| Quarter million dollar cars, | |
| I' m livin' like a star | |
| VIP with the bar, players buyin' out the bar | |
| And even though a nigga didn' t shoot hoops | |
| I still found ways to make | |
| NBA lootA young nigga got his pockets on swoll' | |
| They can' t stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can' t stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control |
| zuò qǔ : Hugo, Thomas, Williams | |
| That' s right | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can' t stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| Started out a little young nigga, ' bout 15 | |
| Tryin' to figure out ways to get big green | |
| Had dreams of rock gleams, top down on the old school' | |
| Cause the hustla' s ridin' clean looked so cool | |
| You know the rules, | |
| I got in where | |
| I fit inWhy not hit the block, all my other brothers did it | |
| Had to get out there and get it on my own' | |
| Cause when you turn 16, nowadays you grown | |
| Mama did her best, ' cause | |
| I never missed a meal | |
| But I' m tired of takin' money that shit needed for bills, you feel me? | |
| I' m tryin' to take a little weight up off her back | |
| So I' m takin' up the slack, thanks to feens wantin' crack | |
| A 50 pack, to a half, to a whole | |
| To be 15 nigga, my pockets on swoll', huh | |
| I' m finally ' bout to get my chance to go pro | |
| And let the city know | |
| Slim thug gettin' dough | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can' t stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| Now I' m the one ridin' clean, just made 17 | |
| But I aint' satisfied with the cash the block bring | |
| And them law snatchin' niggas off the block every night' | |
| Cause boys treatin' this shit ' cause it' s a normal 9 to 5 | |
| Instead of trying to put their paper in a row | |
| These niggas on the block hustlin' till they get caught | |
| But a, my mama didn' t ain' t no fool | |
| I had to chill for a minute and just focus on school | |
| And if I wasn' t in the hall gettin' ho' s | |
| I was chillin' wit' my niggas spittin' flows | |
| Next thing you know | |
| I' m at the club doin' shows | |
| And gettin' bank rolls when | |
| I step through the doors | |
| My pussy rate at an alltime high | |
| And ain' t too much shit that | |
| I want I can' t buy | |
| I' m livin' good, everyday stay fly | |
| I guess that' s why the niggas in the hood say hi | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can' t stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| Nowadays I' m a made man | |
| And word is | |
| Slim Thug is a very well paid man | |
| I' m Ray Banned up, top down, mashing | |
| Lookin' in the rearview at the haters that | |
| I' m passin' | |
| So please stop with them questions you askin' | |
| I' m a hustla, | |
| I' ma stay smashing | |
| Quarter million dollar cars, | |
| I' m livin' like a star | |
| VIP with the bar, players buyin' out the bar | |
| And even though a nigga didn' t shoot hoops | |
| I still found ways to make | |
| NBA lootA young nigga got his pockets on swoll' | |
| They can' t stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you hear me now, | |
| I can barely hear you | |
| Mother fuckers too far in my rearview | |
| I went from ashy to classy, to classic | |
| Quarter million dollar car, you can' t pass me | |
| Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll | |
| They can' t stand to see a young nigga home, ballin' outta control |
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