Lyrics:
ain't having no more shit
I'm nodding off All this wock that in my soda
She give me top while I drive that bitch goated
Came from the bottom the top where
But I just got one question baby, tell me why?
I Started from the bottom like Drake said, high
You the type of nigga gettin' robbed on a blind date, my
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
from
We tryna make it through the day nigga extend
Ya hand i don't shake nigga nigga extended clips
On a drake nigga dirty stain t shirt known to get
It
K-Baller, yeah
Hold up, yo, this one's fire
Ayo, Trez, you run it up, Let's go, yeah
From the bottom to the top, now I'm lit
And it's crazy, thought
to
Jay
Shoutout to Adrian
Shoutout to Sawin
Shoutout to Caden
Y'all know the vibes
Yeah
Audemars
I'm talking Audemars
We came from the bottom, this ain't
let's gone up to the top drop that album
So by this time next year we will be chilling in Belize
Let's get it
End of message, to erase this, messaged
paper'd up
Rippin 'em up after sherds and YA it up from top to bottom
(Rocks!)Yeah we got that but we don't wear 'em
(What about Glocks?!)Yeah we got those
talking to GOD while I’m having brunch, he said boy you on you don’t had enough, I come from the bottom I had enough, all my fans on the bottom I’m burning
albums later I’m like
Nigga what it look like from the bottom floor
Hold up lemme pose
I said what it look like from the Bottom floor
Hold up lemme pose
all day, I get my cake on
Fiends love me like a Drake song
Rep that Lou' Vuitton Bottom in my back pocket all day long
Black Wall Mafia, Wu-Tang
the enemy because the Lord is my defender
It took 14 years to write a story y'all remember
I just pray you learn a lesson from my life
And don't forget it
two peas in a pod
Oh Gods
These kids are shootin' spit wads
While I serve 10 star cod
Ritz Carltoning my way to nod
At the bod
At the bottom of the pit,
till I'm the goat, then I'll ball up even mo
All the way from 514, straight down to derrtymo
Rainy days just go by slow, but even when the sun shine low
I ain't do this beat much justice on the last album, so
I assembled some of the best rappers I know
To bring it justice
This some tune. AMi shit
It's
ZUU shit
Never no FUU shit
Try to sue this, we end up on Sun Tzu shit
And you don't want that, buddy
There's no combat
Ask Drake to pick you a season
on rhymin like you didn't know
Naughty By Nature came to save ya from them BULLSHIT shows
Chorus
[Treach]
The Feds pick up
you've been missin
And the bottom line is I'm on the clock
24/7 the hustle don't stop
Oh ya I'm from the A, that's my stompin ground
And if ya on ya
a hug
Thought I was in love I mean, I guess it was the drugs
Making plays every day, by any means
Dirty clean, every way
Love or hate her, you can name
Claim you a thug
Claim you a G
You ain't never been like me
Say you won't smoke
Say you won't beef
You ain't never been like me
Came from
flashy shit and following trends
I'm so detached from all that wack shit
Man these niggas selling dreams by the Gram
I don't have time to Snap or Chat, I
on me
But every time I pop out, the Devil
He hide from me
I hear these rappers, it's the same song
It's just on different beats (True)
But I can't blame
own I don't need no strings attached
They like play this shit again tell the dj run it back
I'm back
From the bottom of the map
901 my city yea nigga
And the bottom line is I'm on the clock
24/7 the hustle don't stop
Oh yeah, I'm from the A, that's my stompin? ground
Son, if you on your Joc we stand on common
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