The Bottom

See I came from the bottom
And I'm headed to the top
Ain't my fault that I'm hot
New bih got drip
She walk around with a mop
Steady chasing that bag
Ain't no way I'm gone stop
They know I came from the bottom
And I'm headed to the top
Ain't my fault that I'm hot
New bih got drip
She walk around with a mop
Steady chasing that bag
Ain't no way I'm gone stop
Ooouuuu yeaaa

I gotta bust a move
For the price of living
Pull up to the house of blues
If that's how u feeling
Get a bag get a bag
All that's on my mind
If I'm chilling, I'm chilling
Feel like I'm wasting my time
I gotta glass half full
What you tryna do
Trying to master my craft
See what that mind gon do
And I keep a bag just to hold it
and I keep a stick, so I control it
You know I'm so southern eye
That smoke for my cataracts
Meditation just to focus
It's part of the strategy
Real Niggacademy
I can give less than two fucks
If you mad at me
I'm outchea doing me
You tryna ruin me
I thought it
I said it
Guess this is the trilogy
If it's hott, you better
Stop, drop and roll it
Niggas be on social media
Why they patrolling?
They wanna know when it's going down
Yeah I'm knowing
I started from the bottom
To the top where I'm going
No stressing no stressing
Cant let it get to me
Feel K.R.I.T. when I say
I need your energy
I'm Giving you lessons
I see u studying me
I still keep in touch with the OGs
You can't stand the heat
Then get out the kitchen
Cuz class in session
I got fire that'll earn u a the third degree
I came from the bottom bottom
Known as the mud yea
Moved around so much
Mama didn't want her son to be no thug Yeah
And I ran James St. so much
It was so much love there
Still considered my roots
Plus I still got my blood there
Yeah Yeah
It's too easy

See I came from the bottom
And I'm headed to the top
Ain't my fault that I'm hot
New bih got drip
She walk around with a mop
Steady chasing that bag
Ain't no way I'm gone stop
They know I came from the bottom
And I'm headed to the top
Ain't my fault that I'm hot
New bih got drip
She walk around with a mop
Steady chasing that bag
Ain't no way I'm gone stop
Ooouuuu Yeaaa

Swear the sip got sumn to say
Hold up nigga
Let me pour up the bay
I been down in that mud so long
It became my bones
Think I still got mud on my face
I done linked in wit GAJ
Oh what a day
I been in my cave
Working like a slave
Making sure the bag come wit chips
Like frito lay
Gotta new chick
And she playing her part
Shawty got drip
You can see in the dark ya
The way she drippin
She be killin me
She don't got no type of sympathy
See Physically
She gotta body that's meant for me
I like the way she moving mentally
She gotta different type of energy ya
See I ain't the thug type
But my aim right
Ain't got time
To play wit you buddy
came from the bottom
Straight out the muddy
Im wit my dawgs
You came wit some puppies
Mississippi nigga
From sippi
Ya I come from nothing
Trynna get some money
587 we been problem
Shout out my niggas
That come from the bottom ya

I came from the bottom
And I'm headed to the top
Ain't my fault that I'm hot
New bih got drip
She walk around with a mop
Steady chasing that bag
Ain't no way I'm gone stop
They know I came from the bottom
And I'm headed to the top
Ain't my fault that I'm hot
New bih got drip
She walk around with a mop
Steady chasing that bag
Ain't no way I'm gone stop
Ooouuuu yeaaa