Started With Nothing

Intro
Started with nothing
Yeah
Started with nothing (look)

Verse 1
Had a shell on the drive, no heart in it
Rust on the frame, no spark in it
Mum saying, "Son, don't start with it"
Still I’m out back, hands dark with it
Cold nights, broke, tryna source gears
Scrap yard runs, all four years
Pulled parts out that the court fears
Stolen? Nah, just fought fears
Spanner in hand, no silver spoon
Just oily palms and a chill in June
They laughed when the wheels wouldn’t move an inch
Same ones ask now, "Yo, can I get a lift?"

Chorus
Started with nothing, I built it in parts
Nuts, bolts, blood, and a lot of dark starts
They said I won’t make it, I turned that to charge
You doubt me small, I’m dreaming large
From floor to the forecourt, parking it up
Every set back, yeah, I’m marking it up
Started with nothing, now listen to this
Engine sing back when I turn that twist (skrrt)

Verse 2
Gearbox gone, had to grind for a new one
Flipped little jobs, every pound, I’d glue ‘em
Friends hit clubs, I was stuck in the unit
Torch in my teeth, saying someday we’ll do it
Watched vids on the phone, no mentor
Learned from the smoke when it vented the sensor
Burnt out once, almost lost my temper
Took a deep breath, came back more centred
Neighbour said, "Kid, that heap won’t start"
Same neighbour stare when I creep past dark
Full tank now, no loan, no lease
Every little rattle, that’s a piece of me

Chorus
Started with nothing, I built it in parts
Nuts, bolts, blood, and a lot of dark starts
They said I won’t make it, I turned that to charge
You doubt me small, I’m dreaming large
From floor to the forecourt, parking it up
Every set back, yeah, I’m marking it up
Started with nothing, now listen to this
Engine sing back when I turn that twist (yeah)

Bridge
You ain’t seen stress ‘til the plan don’t run
When the light won’t change, but you still see sun
I was knee-deep, elbow, soaking in grime
Still told my bro, "It’s just a matter of time" (trust)

Chorus
Started with nothing, I built it in parts
Nuts, bolts, blood, and a lot of dark starts
They said I won’t make it, I turned that to charge
You doubt me small, I’m dreaming large
From floor to the forecourt, parking it up
Every set back, yeah, I’m marking it up
Started with nothing, now look at the kid
From rust on the drive to the life I live