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Came from the bottom to got em
buckets to whipping a goblin
niggas act like they the answer 
but wont let it ring that's a problem
spittin dope at ya

Skeletons and clones
They say choose money over her
Shit I got both
She white on black in that rov
Life simple but not easy nigga
Thats the way that it goes

ball in
All I really want's love when the roof falls in
A black bag can't mask pain
Any draft, plenty back, that's great, make 'em sack that pain
Like my

inisde the sixth grade
And took what you believed
Now you burn inside a black maze
Thinking bad days
Nothing good is coming from the bottom
I suggest you

twice, look like I'm doing laps
Mad stress on my mind, trying not to relapse
Cos i been to the bottom, i don't wanna go back
On the race to the top with

I've been coming from the bottom while I'm paying all my debts
Living young dumb and broke saying fuck it to the stress
People showing off their

you niggas terrified
Kick it short onside
I'm winning by a landslide
Bitch I'm never satisfied
Bitch I'm never satisfied hoe
I pull up in yo hood

Bottom line
I'm down to ride
But I need somebody that
Stay consistent
That won't get comfortable
When they got a nigga you know
If you can't play

Don't feel it just yet 
It could take a minute
Goodness how a swig turn men to pigs
Nice guys get tough
Tough guys cry
Wake up in the am with a black eye

answering the phone, I should've known
My bottom bish had told me leave the hoe alone
I knew as soon as I seen them flashing lights on that big black truck

graces this is God's graces
Long way to the top even longer to bottom
It's a cold day in hell if them demons ever stop him
Blessed and highly favored you

Came a long way from that low life
Cell 14 bottom bunk what a cold life
Crib made of stone surrounded by the barbed wire
That waiting for the phone

the Ferrari, you're driving a pony (Fuck you)
Past 12, night drive, skrt skrt
Drift with black ice, that works
She's at my place, no shirt
Bottoms up, get turnt

cuz you know I neva run
Gotta problem wit the kid bet my fists can be the sum
I can do this by myself I told my brodas not to come

I put fear in you

know how I carry this fifth too greasy that laser on the bottom gon keep the shit steady (Get paper)
I smoking on black raw
Thinking on that, PAUSE
I got

I just wanna kiss you, tell me, what about you?
It's from the bottom of my heart
We'll win if we ever fight
And now I'm just sat down
On the sand

just focus on the dash
Ima make this shit go
From the bottom of the map
Paint the city all black
Now they ready for the show
And this been too easy
Shoot

on this beat it's bodied
I'm a young teen with a dumb dream
Stevie wonder feelings how I'm unseen
But I stay steady you a dumb being
If you judge me by

on a quest
But the love missing 
Niggaz taking shots 
But they missed by a few inches
Point’em out napalm the whole area
Killa 16’s that’ll bury ya nigga
Yeah

a costume)

Say hallelujah to the Mahayana Buddha
I'm proud of you but
It's not enough to stop the future
Gotcha loser
The bottom rung cannot confuse us
Ganja

PLACES CALL IT PIT STOP
PK RIPPER IN MC GOT ME A FOREIGN DEEPTHROAT


I HAVE THE PESOS GOT DA DRIP AND COUNT BY THE KILO
ONLY WEAR DESIGNER, BALENCIAGA

tonight, for my dawgs in heaven
Dont fear no man but god, don't care what you did or what you reppin
And I got yo dream girl, by my side,
Got her undressing

Slowly clearing
Looking in myself got me tearing
What you always fearing

I always lie to myself
Boost pride for myself
Living for you so I don't die by

and I'm slow as hell 
Even if it's by a hair heir in the end I won't hold the L 

Out with the old in with the new
Found some new clothes & different shoes