Bottom (Remix)

I sit back and listen to all these lil' rap niggas man
Ain't none of these niggas authentic man
You looking at something thats real nigga
You looking at something that can't be duplicated nor replicated my nigga
It's real what

I come from the bottom though man you ought to know
Water cut off at the crib plus we out of soap
We brush our teeth with the baking soda i was way before Master P I'm a soldier
My own dad treat me like a opp I don't think my phone work Remember i caught a case for a nigga this hell on earth
Nigga don't even know where i live ain't never visit me
In December I'm wishing it's love under the Christmas tree
Nigga kept dismissing me displaying clean paperwork
A wooden nickel under the couch is what a traitor worth
Them people they dont call until they want talking
I'm a mad man whenever sober that's what my pop taught me Depressed plus I'm borderline manic it's a glock on me
Friends fuck niggas and these local rappers fake
Flexing money on the net appointed lawyer for his case
Disgraceful distasteful Cane killed Abel
Breaking bread wit a snake as he slithers from the table
Nigga fuck yo' rap group and muthafuck yo' label
I got my motion bitch ain't no need for yo' favors
I was sick with the covid and they ask to borrow paper
In the gutter wit the killers cuz it felt like it was safer
Thirty eight rain on an enemy like nature
Blood ain't thicker than water that's why they hate ya'
(Gunshot) the world shook to my knees in need of prayer

I come from the bottom though man you ought to know
Water cut off at the crib plus we out of soap
We brush our teeth with the baking soda i was way before Master P I'm a soldier
I come from the bottom though man you ought to know
Water cut off at the crib plus we out of soap
We brush our teeth with the baking soda i was way before Master P I'm a soldier
I come from the bottom though man you ought to know
Water cut off at the crib plus we out of soap
We brush our teeth with the baking soda i was way before Master P I'm a soldier
I come from the bottom though man you ought to know
Water cut off at the crib plus we out of soap
We brush our teeth with the baking soda i was way before Master P I'm a soldier



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Walker
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