Came From Nothing by SoulPlaneRecords - Zona

Came From Nothing

Track · Feb 5, 2026 · English

Came From Nothing

SoulPlaneRecords

SoulPlaneRecords

Duration

2:37

Language

English

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Mama working doubles

Food stamps on the table

Cousin doing time

Whole block felt unstable

Shoes had holes

But the dream never did

Writing in a notebook

Little Black kid

Sirens as a lullaby

Sleeping through the shouting

Every adult in the house

Half hope, half doubting

I was praying in the dark

Talking to the ceiling

Saying “If I make it out

I’ma give ’em all this feeling”

[Chorus]

I came from nothing, I made it something (yeah)

Turned all that pressure into a blessing

They wrote me off, but I kept running

Now every setback look like a lesson

They tried to break me, I kept on climbing

Bruises on my name, but it’s still shining

I came from nothing, I made it something

I made it something, I made it something

[Verse 2]

Teachers said “statistics”

I heard “prison sentence”

I heard “you won’t be”

I turned it to a mission

Friends in the grave

I still talk when I’m alone

Tell ’em “Look at what we did

Every time I grab this throne”

Section 8 ceiling

Now it’s high-rise views

Same hands that were shaking

Now they lace my shoes

I ain’t forget those winters

No heat, just breath

Every cold night built

This fire in my chest (yeah)

[Chorus]

I came from nothing, I made it something

Turned all that pressure into a blessing

They wrote me off, but I kept running

Now every setback look like a lesson

They tried to break me, I kept on climbing

Bruises on my name, but it’s still shining

I came from nothing, I made it something

I made it something, I made it something

[Bridge]

Tell my people in the struggle

Hold on, don’t fold

Your story ain’t finished

It’s the middle, not the whole

Every scar on your spirit

That’s proof you survived

You breathing right now

That mean you still can rise (rise)

[Chorus]

I came from nothing, I made it something

Turned all that pressure into a blessing

They wrote me off, but I kept running

Now every setback look like a lesson

They tried to break me, I kept on climbing

Bruises on my name, but it’s still shining

I came from nothing, I made it something

I made it something, I made it something (yeah)

Style

rapmoody trap beat built around a minor-key piano loop and booming 808scrisp hi-hats skittering. male vocalsintimate on the verses with close-mic grit; hook doubles up with stacked harmonies and a subtle gospel-style pad. second half adds airy synths and extra percussion for liftthen drops back to just piano and vocal on the final line for a powerful close.hip hop

Prompt

black hip hop, rap, african American rap, trap, hip hop a song about triumph over hardships

Credits

Prompt by

SoulPlaneRecords

GeneratedFeb 5, 2026

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