The Bottom

I mean I just want this shit clear

So I give you my all
If it wasn't for these songs that I made
And these beats that I played
I probably be locked in a cage or dead six in the grave
Shit i'm still going to get paid
Created a lane so sustained ain't no other can claim
So I'm praised still the same never change
Every bar that I spit
Trying lift the whole bench
If it wasn't for this that snare and that kick
I probably have my family sick shorty sending me pink slips
My nigga's sending me flicks
Of the chicks that they hit the other night
Hold on wait that don't even sound right
What them verses sound like
Let me work my sound nice
I can make your shit tight for the right price
That's to much like life
They know I'm dumb nice with a mean flow and I don't punch twice
She got off her cycle and jumped on me I'm guessing I'm her bike
And I don't recycling I'm wearing it once and that's only for the night
Homie that's light
Loyalty Outshines Other Teams
Getting All Necessary Gwap
We stay down to each other
So I'm Praised still the same never change



Credits
Writer(s): Roderick Green
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