From The Bottom (Album Version|Explicit) 歌詞
From The Bottom (Album Version|Explicit) - 2 Pistols
Written by：I. YowmanE. MoormanK. CroweJ. Saunders
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I came from the bottom of the bottom I ain't never goin' back
Got my head to the sky and the city on my back
Grindin' you know where you can find me dead
President's homie cash rule everything around me
I came from the bottom of the bottom I ain't never goin' back
Got them Gucci locs fitted and the plastic on my lap
Grindin' you know where you can find me dead
President's homie cash rule everything around me
Pinellas Count Von south Florida raised born in the slums
Where the young ain't safe never had a crum so a Thug
I became starded sellin' d**e just to get the new J's
My momma wasn't there my daddy wasn't either
So I said f**k school the block was my teacher
Wasn't good at math but I could break down a half in the pot
Let it rock in the block on smash that was high me
And my niggas ate ate addicted to the fast cash
We was all flippin' big weight in and out a state
Gettin' cake like we won the lotto flyin' birds in the trunk
Like there's no tomorrow that's the code that we live
By die by so now they don't sit high when I ride by
And BMU the Only niggas that I ride for 'til my eyes close ni**a
I came from the bottom of the bottom I ain't never goin' back
Got my head to the sky and the city on my back
Grindin' you know where you can find me dead
President's homie cash rule everything around me
I came from the bottom of the bottom I ain't never goin' back
Got them Gucci locs fitted and the plastic on my lap
Grindin' you know where you can find me dead
President's homie cash rule everything around me
Money its one hell of a motivation
But it could put you in some f**ked up situations
I learned how to flip that white but that white almost
Got me life knock knock the feds at the front door
Half a brick in the toilet tryna flush more
What the f**k I'ma do now I'm locked up
How the f**k I'ma get out
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Got a pistol on my lap tryna get this green
Sh*t I'm tryna live that dream stay fly like a ni**a
Grew wings I'm so fly in 'em thousand dollar jeans
D-boy fresh ni**a from my head to my feet
And I'm a tell ya like pack told me
Cash rule everything around 2 P
I came from the bottom of the bottom I ain't never goin' back
Got my head to the sky and the city on my back
Grindin' you know where you can find me dead
President's homie cash rule everything around me
I came from the bottom of the bottom I ain't never goin' back
Got them Gucci locs fitted and the plastic on my lap
Grindin' you know where you can find me dead
President's homie cash rule everything around me
Oh yeah you see I'm the last one left right
(Ni**a)
We got knocked off
(Off)
They got knocked off
(Yeah)
Got knocked off
(Yes)
You got knocked off
(Yeah)
Got knocked off
All these niggas got knocked off see I'm the last ni**a left
See I tell you what I do right I go holla at a solid ni**a
I get me a couple solids ni**a solid block ha ha
Go lock sh*t down murk city all the muthaf**kin' city down
Ni**a the whole muthaf**kin' bank
Ni**a I put the city on my back
Ni**a a lot of y'all niggas wouldn't be eatin'
If it wasn't for me know what I'm sayin' niggas
Ain't know how I don't work this sh*t for free
And I was lookin' up for this ni**a know what I'm sayin
And this other ni**a is over here listenin'
And this ni**a over here sayin' oh I don't like that
Ni**a you f**k that ni**a's a** up
But I'm not going to work for yo a**
What the f**k you man mean what the f**k you mean
I am that ni**a you know what I'm talkin' about
Just listen I was gonna say somethin'
I'm not going to say too much you dig ha ha
Just know that I am the brand new young boss of the city
Real talk you know and I know now what it really is chyea
F**k with ya ni**a man