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the bottom, ripped apart
Had a daughter, had no job
Debut album was a flop
Plus the devil’s in my ear talking raw like:
“boy you thirty five and haven’t popped

Ah, nah, you the best

Yeah
Ayo, I just wanna sincerely take this time out
To thank each and every one of you
From the bottom of my heart
I can't

verses
Bye-bye, even though it's gon' hurt me
You gotta go, ohh
Mr. one of none
You got all these problems
Where you coming from?
Nigga from the bottom

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

Mo money, mo problems
I'm sipping Moet out the bottle
I'm headed to the top from the bottom
Put on for my city I gotta
Big dream, whoa
Big

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

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

raps and I been to the bottom where the rocks at
Try to picture that, nowhere to go but up from there
Sick of bein walked on like stairs so I
Dared

A tabernacle for him to speak in public
And repent by the dozens
Or maybe a castle big enough to fit his kids and his cousins
To run it up until his kids get

if you one who ain't got it
I'll tell ya what's wrong with the life at the bottom with nothing but dust in your pocket
And moth flying out of ya wallet

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

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

/
Our heads raise from the bottom /

The less plays we get /
The more exclusive our shit /
Two albums out out there /
You better stay away from it /

own lane when I swerve by,
Lines like cocaine mixed like stir fry.
My hooks flame and the verse fire.
See me glowin’ from my third eye. 
Leave my

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

pen hold a heavyweight
600 pound life
Weight of the world on your shoulders
Just continue to grind
You gotta start from the bottom and add more
Once ya

be so fluky, it's all an illusion
Bro sprite be diluted, my vision deluded
Nobody was cheering, but I knew I'd do it
Came up from bottom, them people

I been on the outskirts
Looking on the in
Looking on the inside
Niggas waited on me from the jump
Is it time for the album this time
No more waiting

do kill
Play my role straight by the book never I'm shook always I look
Both ways right before I cross roads far from a thug bad to the bone
Live for

When my album drops stream 1 billion
My wisdom don't stop to count a million by the dozens
Now it is what it is as it was back then
Still gotta git up

em the deuce 
But If you feeling like a Pimp 
Nigga gone dust your shoulders Off 
Mane I’m from Tennessee 
When we say preach we mean Young Dolph

of works only outcome
Was very not sober while I was makin' this album
People say how come?, I don't know just look where ideas sprout from
Couple mind

Filled from top to bottom with every name I killed
I'm no weeb but I seem to be Teru Mikami
With a Death Note screaming delete
Like an electric eel

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