From The Bottom

Lyrics: Charles Nelson Forsberg/Dave Cohen/Tony Coles Anderson/xavier landum Music: Charles Nelson Forsberg/Dave Cohen/Tony Coles Anderson/xavier landum See, I came a long way from the bottom Now I'm all 'round the globe doing shows in the sections with models In a whole 'nother country having this shit Talking euros, the pesos and dollars This shit crazy, for real, I just split up a million in cash, gave it straight to my momma If you owed me some money, just keep it, my nigga, I swear on my kids I'm not bothered No, feel like 'Ye in '09 with the collar Ain't gon' lie, l'd prolly be still with the shit if I ain't have my son and my daughter Who harder? Shit, it really ain't many that's harder than me, tell 'em look up who numbers is larger Shit, I only start rapping to get out the streets and to make this life better for Carter Never sat on the bench, I'm a starter But I swear it was times that I went through the struggle, remember I couldn't start my car up Damn, now these people see me and be starstruck Man, I can't even wait in a line and get coffee, I gotta call in to get Starbucks But it's cool, this the life that we prayed for Shit, I rather be traveling, getting to cake, how you ain't got no pape but you laid up? Know my family pray for me, I'm prayed up If I hop in that car knowing shit can go left, I put this on my soul, I won't say nothin' Had to get out the streets, seen a case coming No, them boys can't compete 'cause the K stutter But I know how it is in these streets, so I'm focused on money, bank look like a case number I just went Goyard on my bags Went Balenci' my cloths, all black on my whips, shit, that's prolly why niggas been mad Or it might be because I went up Got a big ass house with a six car garage and like three of 'em trunk in the front Let me chill 'cause I'm humble as **** Yeah, them niggas can pop it, but when we see statements, it's clear that l'm obviously up Them 600 niggas is tough They can say what they want 'bout us, nigga But all of us eating, kids want for nothin' Y'all can keep the lil' beef, I want money But a peon play, drop a light 20k, they gon' have that boy wrapped like a mummy Man, I swear these lil' niggas is funny How you think we competing? You on the same bag, I just made me some millions off country