Came From The Bottom

Bitch I came from the bottom I had dreams bout the top Til my feet fall off I will never ever stop Keep giving everything Everything that I got Til I hear the clip click I'm a pop shit til it I'm a going hard addict Like it's going outta fashion With Adrenaline influence Ludicrous is loose in his Noggin Had to stop wit the logging in Because y'all blogging shit About hip hop hits That is not hits I'd rather you pour piss down my armpits Then put me on a list Next to one of these rappers Who ass kiss And that shit Case dismissed You out here rocking wit them people Making em feel equal Until you get a call from the evil U Sign your soul over to the devil They start to notice that you stunting on em Kenievel And finally u turn ya back on em Medieval I saw this shit coming like I already seen The sequel All gas Benzii like he only got one pedal You ain't my bro you not fooling me He just want the royalty not loyalty I got two dollars for everybody Who gave one to me And That's called equity I see you got the punchlines But where's the longevity Killing all these rappers Like I'm Lesley Ahead of you so you can't get ahead of me Step on u before you even think about stepping on me But You know how it be Bitch I came from the bottom I had dreams bout the top Til my feet fall off I will never ever stop Keep giving everything Everything that I got Til I hear the clip click I'm a pop shit til it U a fake flex addict A crack addict For a Gucci belt buckle Ya momma should've given you The middle knuckle Y'all such a joke it's hard for me Not to chuckle I Pull up wit a brinks truck And park it on ya duffle I'm stacking chips fr bro F*ck out wit ya ruffles You dont shoot We wont shoot We down for the scuffles But if you shoot Then we shoot There aint no rebuddles The gang in sync We don't need no huddles You should yell a little bit Cause they don't hear the mumbles You drop the ball so much i call em Joey fumbles I build a tower wit the bread Just to see how it tumbles I'm like that Not like you My bars the type to Leave a mark Like a tattoo Y'all not part of the taboo Turning on us would be a bad move We will bash you So fast You Won't even see us run right past you Cut your face open Before you see me gash you Chewing up my cashews And then I spit them at you Chewing up my cashews And spit them at you Bitch I came from the bottom Bitch I came from the bottom I had dreams bout the Bitch I came from the bottom I had dreams bout the top Til my feet fall off I will never ever stop Keep giving everything Everything that I got Til I hear the clip click Ima pop shit til it Like I just drank rocket fuel I'm feeling blasted They ain't wanna swim inside my pool Like it's placid But thats cool Cause atleast we learnt who is plastic Only thing I know bout plastic Metal Outlasts it Haaaaa Turn me up Im Fired up Like an oven The pizzas up Think you ahead of me Til suddenly trip on some A trip mine that i set for the people coming You want more bars? I can keep 'em coming I Told my bro if you need $50 then here's $100 Go head make something of it He brought me back 200 Know that's somebody you can trust wit fronting Give him $500 for Christmas just for being my brothern I Gave my mom my last dollar she'd look like its nothing Shit atleast I had given you something When most nights y'all eating the Olive Garden While I'm in the kitchen microwaving stuffen With my stomach jumping Bitch I came from the bottom I had dreams bout the top Til my feet fall off I will never ever stop Keep giving everything Everything that I got Til I hear the clip click I'm a pop shit til it