Lyrics:
Please, God. I could sit under a shaded tree
and leave with an album on great emcees from c to
Z I payed a fee and went out of my way to see.
I wouldn't
now
Leave me alone, I think I got some shit to prove right now
Cause you weak
Scared to take a L, but don't run from defeat
Yeah, the flow nice, but
when I had no jumper
How wodie went Eddie Griffen my brother undercover
I fuck with drake album cause finger fucking the Nina made me a certified lover
(Bongo by the way) Montana
Diamonds outshining 'em all (hann)
Only see the diamonds when I talk (hann)
Bling, bling, baby, bling, bling (hann)
the best
One of the greatest marketing tactics we've ever witnessed
Cared for just the music, the business wasn't none of our business
The third album
the best
So back up that claim
Starting at the bottom so you can make it big like Dame
The way I'm blowing up, you would think that I'm a bomb
Emotional
having shit
To being poor and shit
To barely being able to afford food and shit
Now look where I'm at bitch
Yet people still switch
Came from the bottom
Started from the Bottom Homie
It's King Judah and i'm only who i'm destined to be
Gold Crown glowing with the Platinum plaques
On some drake shit gotta
See when you came from the ground you gotta make remedies
And most of us start from the bottom no Drake melodies
nobody opened doors for us even when
the ladies go crazy in a trance
Nonstop boy from the clock on my watch
I can bring it from the bottom and take it to the top
Let me rock, come on let me get
job to make sure ya flows come to a stop
Cut your fanbase down make sure ya album's are a flop
Send you straight to the bottom take you from the top
Top
the cool in you
Or it'll be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton
And I'll dissect you like a fraction
All you wannabe top cat MCs, I'll pop you like
a better album than blue face in two days
Did it by myself for so long I forgot how to ask for help
Need enough money to swim in Michael phelps
Y'all been
boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)
Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm
Drake (Hell nah)
Don't you approach me wrong
I have to put you in yo place (Bitch)
Started from the bottom
Had to make my way up (I did)
I been on my
marble floors
Crystals hanging from the ceiling
First I blend in like chameleon
Then I leap and scale the building
Smoking weed with ghetto children
Pretend I said that one 6 times
Now what?
I'll just read from my drafts first then I can spit a real verse
Ok, well
- Dash, can technically just sing
you personally from the bottom of my heart
For takin the time, to ride with me nigga
To wake up to this shit, to go to sleep to this shit
To thug
pulled up with a clique and
You know we won't stop, lil' bitch
(Pulled up with a clique)
Started from the bottom like Drake but
I'm headed to the top, lil'
whole, like, albums
You know what I'm sayin'?
You done turned hoodrats into some superstars, man
For real, hahahaha
When I was countin' down, these
I'm bout to raize the bar like I'm liftin the charts
Whip my dick out then get a blow job from a shark
I've got a fantastic view of a blueberry farm
Try to thank the most high
For all good things that come are just
God's grace
I done been so many places I done seen so many faces
Went from shopping
His Majesty feels
‘Cause it’s way beyond albums and deals
It’s big business, long hours, for real
Strong power from the tower of skill
Knockin’ you
Swanging out the ride
Gripping like the tires
It's album number 6 and I still got em by the neck and shit
Another album
More drip
So I got a new necklace
Ion
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