from the bottom - project youngin lyrics
[intro]
dj swift on the track
ayy smoke
what’s up, brother?
call up subzero, tell him get the gang together
you know, all-gold sniper, walldog
doctor gucci, jeezy, bbg base
[verse]
can’t believe everything you hear ’bout a b-tch, these n-gg-s be hurtin’
they probably in they feelings, they ain’t winning, keep on hating, it ain’t workin’
i’ma do me regardless
last b-tch, she left me heartless
came from the bench but now i’m startin’
gotta watch my back, i’m too important
b-tches tryna kiss me when they meet me, they trippin’ (lil’ b-tch, you trippin’)
blue face rollie, bust down like i’m crippin’ (longway, longway)
you’d think i work at popeyes how i’m servin’ all these chickens
used to wear the same ‘fit five days a week, i’m on my grind, time is tickin’
i was 17, clutchin’ on that glock
that b-tch hold seventeen, posted on the block
then i fell in love with them flip phones, ringin’ nonstop
slidin’ in them rentals, window tinted, sellin’ h-lla rocks
and i’m still in the hood sellin’ crack so f-ck your cellphone
and f-ck your deal, i’m up a hundred thousand
off three for the dub, i was coppin’ joes
i’m doin’ a hundred for that money, screamin’ f-ck patrols
i don’t bend, i never fold, can’t pay a b-tch to say i told
they only way i drop a dime is if that change fall out my pocket
same pocket where that glock at, one in the head, ain’t gotta c-ck it
i be lyin’, i said i ain’t proud of myself, so call me c-cky
how can i lose? i came from the bottom
started with nothin’, i’m ’bout to go shoppin’
it’s a new year but i’m the same, new money, new chain
new riches, same gang, new b-tches, we gon’ train
more haters, more paper, fast forward for destination
got a lil’ smarter, now i’ma only make it harder for my haters
’cause i came up from nothin’ at the bottom
how can i lose? i started with nothin’, now i got a whole lot of money
but i came up from nothin’ at the bottom
they say more paper, more problems
but f-ck them n-gg-s, i’ma get them dollars
[outro]
ayy, it’s lil’ project youngin, man, can’t tell me nothin’, man
you already know
it’s the youngin, ho
bbg sh-t, man
rip boola, rip bighead, you heard me?
yeah yeah, yeah yeah
i’m with the same gang, man, ain’t no switchin’ lanes
smoke, smoke, smooky
all that lame sh-t gon’ get your brains h-t
what you tell ’em, nel?
free chauncey, n-gg-, ’til he’s free
b-tch
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