Bottom

Only thing a nigga chase cream
Everything around me green
If you tryna bring
Negative energy
You can just leave

Heart on my sleeve
But that bitch torn
She gave me top
And let me record it
I hit the shot nigga I'm horry
I'm nice with the rock

Feel like the 05 ben gordon
Cant no one
Stop me from soaring
Light me a blunt in the morning
That just might get a nigga right

I do not hang with those guys
All of em fake got disguise
I'm too way up in the sky
I don't give a fuck about shit

I'm in her pocket like vick
Scrambling around in that shit
I'm just a nigga from charlotte
You don't know the half
Bitch I came from the bottom



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Byrd
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