Meek Mill - From Da Bottom lyrics
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Young niggas getting money
And we don't owe you niggas shit!
I'm from Philly, nigga
We come from the bottom, come from nothing
And niggas got the nerve to ask me where I'm staying!
Huh!
I'da sipped Ciroc with Diddy
Drunk spade with hov
In a VIP of a 40 with some badass hoes
Had my grip on my forty, still was at that stove
The same night, word got cooked,half that sold
The pyrex and the triple beam
Like Mr. King had a dream, we ain't miss a fee
Talking dirty to the niggas with my Listerine
If I was there you know we ball Mr. Clean
I'm talking LIV Sunday, blowing hella racks
Just getting right, cause in my life I've been to hell and back
I'm just that nice, and I don't write, so you can tell them that!
I'm just making up for nights when I was selling crack!
On a corner in the cold, try to sling them hoes
And half the niggas in my city went against the code
Them niggas toast still party and them niggas bold
But I'm like fuck it! I'm young and gettin it, and them niggas is old!
Take a walk up to that mirror and look at yourself!
You see a ghetto nigga just looking for help
And every night I'm in that studio killing myself
A lot of niggas hate me now cause I'm feeling myself
Fuck them though!
They're screaming be humble, boy be humble
But ain't nobody say that when my stomach used to rumble
Locked in a cell when I see my dreams crumble
Now I'm out here buzzing, you can hear the bees bumble!
Hook:
Seen some things that cant be told
I was told these roads were pure as gold
I never told I never sell my my soul
I just went at every thing I dove!
Nobody's going back to da bottom, oh
Nobody's going back to da bottom, oh, oh
I can't be every nigga role model, da
I cant go back to the bottom!
Niggas getting high just to take the pain away
When I'm just by, couple millions for a rainy day
Off season, but I practice like I got a game today
And everybody ain't gonna make it out, it's a shame to say!
Feeling like Mike before the fade away
I'm like, "should I take the shot and let it fade away?"
And all this love I'm getting, ain't gonna take the hate away
But these haters motivate me in a crazy way!
Had no idea, from what I've had seen
It's every man for himself, well until I intervened
I put my niggas on,
Paper we sworn, papers like lions when they smell blood.
When dream shatters they sell love like cocaine
Or HERA from Hera and I'm Cobain
I’m blowing up I do my own thing
They want my soul and my body for a little change
I'm dancing with the Illuminati call it Soul Train!
Nigga
Hook:
Seen some things that cant be told
I was told these roads were pure as gold
I never told I never sell my my soul
I just went at every thing I dove!
Nobody's going back to da bottom, oh
Nobody's going back to da bottom, oh, oh
I can't be every nigga role model, da
I cant go back to the bottom!
Yeah, last night I forgot to pray, for shit that I got today
The devil run the corner and the reaper a block away!
It's body at the body, very few of us find a way
You gotta watch for the hook, like you're sticking Dr. J
My defense is like three fences and a brick wall!
I get soft, every time we go against you'll
I'm on gaurd, play the point like I'm Chris Paul
You get cross like "hey I did mine for this ball"
For this rock, you get shot, big dawg
Cause in this game we're shooting metal like it's pin ball
I put this mac to your face like lip-gloss
And do you right and put you on ice like Lindros,
Nigga!
Hook:
Seen some things that cant be told
I was told these roads were pure as gold
I never told I never sell my my soul
I just went at every thing I dove!
Nobody's going back to da bottom, oh
Nobody's going back to da bottom, oh, oh
I can't be every nigga role model, da
I cant go back to the bottom!
I started with a dollar and a dream
And I'm willing to go and get it by any means!
I can't be every nigga role model
While nobody my role model!
I got my own son and ways, and my life is very precious
And my son expect me to walk through that door every night
So every nigga trying to stop my shine gonna get it
All my niggas out to get it!
And we're never going back to the bottom
None of my niggas!
I hear everybody talking,
He's spending too much money being humble
Man, fuck all that
Who was talking when I was dead broke starving, huh?
Hey ghetto, what do 'em niggas talking, huh?
It's D.C. double M, G
We been jumped out the barrel on your crab ass niggas
You heard me?
Meek Mill, real nigga for life!
Thanks to Paul X for correcting these lyrics
