From The Bottom

All my life I watched momma struggle

Cops bust the house and

Watchin' momma hustle with that

I ain't tryna touch you nigga

I'ma bust you

Momma workin' two jobs and we still starve

Me and my brother jump in the field

Deal hard

Cop a ounce of coke, whip it real hard

Now we buy whips, used to steal cars

Maserati in the projects

I'll give you time to let it process

Bad bitch, she won a contest

Real nigga, ain't no contest

And I sell dope, I sell cocaine

In the hood like

Chain swangin', I gang bang

Oh you don't like it? Check your main dame

Blood spillin', I said blood spillin'

So much money, you can't even bend it

Lil beamer, guess who in it?

And free the hitter Rick

He got a life sentence

I'm Louis thousand, I'm all kinda fly i'm

And mind your business if

You ain't tryna die

Niggas think I'm bullshittin'

Or somethin', you heard?

From the bottom aimin' at the top

Started with a oop, turned it to a drop

Look at the diamonds dancin' in the watch

Started with a rock, turned it to a block

Turned me to a millionaire

Rick Ross shit, I'm a billionaire

You gotta start somewhere, yeah

You gotta start somewhere, yeah

I started from the bottom, yeah

I started from the bottom

Tell me get 'em, bro you know I got 'em

Yeah, I started from the bottom

Tell me get 'em, bro you know I got 'em

I'm gettin' all this paper

I ain't have a dollar

Now I'm eatin' steak

Remember I couldn't get a whopper

I'ma see it if you fake

So don't even bother

Tryna blend in with the real

Can't camouflage it sneak dissin'

I'ma act like I ain't acknowledge it

When I see you

Put the heat up to your damn noggin