Came from the Bottom lyrics

by

​xander.



[Intro]
(We got Xander)
I'm back on that DreamChaser sh*t, man, f*ck it
Loyalty brings forth royalty
(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap, brrt)
Forever
Uh

[Verse 1]
Lamborghini through the hood just to motivate the trenches
Riding 'round like it's all good even though I know these n*ggas vicious
All this cash, they say I changed, if n*ggas broke, I get suspicious
That's my dog from back in the day, but I'm gon' go with my extension
I bring my F&N to any city, I ain't checkin' in
sh*t, they ain't hear me, I said, "Let me in"
Was at the door while it rain and it pour
Now we jumpin' out them things in Dior
Brand new Rolls-Royce, the umbrella, sh*t, it came in the door
They nevеr thought that we'd take it this far
She a baddiе, tip-toein' all on the marble, it ain't a stain on the floor
They never thought that we'd make it this far

[Chorus]
'Cause I was down bad, now it's mansion with the palm trees
Choppers to the jet, just me and Rubin, sh*t beyond me
I ain't even pray to live this way, this sh*t came, found me (It did)
Quarter million on my lefty, perfect timing
'Cause what's a problem to a schedule that keep changing? (Mm-hmm)
'Member I was down bad, ain't nobody do no favors
I'm like, "Where was y'all at when I was grindin', stomach caved in?"
Guess it all was worth it (It was)
[Bridge]
Circle got smaller ever since I got boxed in
Realest n*gga breathin' and you know I'm goin' top ten
I remember stressin' over hoes, but now it's options
Made it through it all, so this ain't no sad song sh*t, no way
No, this ain't no sad song sh*t, no way
No, this ain't no sad song sh*t
Mama, dry your tears, take this crib, now that's some boss sh*t, okay, woah
Only big dog sh*t (Big dog)
Big dog, only big dog sh*t (Big dog)
Big boss, only big boss sh*t (Big boss)
Big boss, only big dog sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
It's litty

[Verse 2]
Casamigos, me and two freak hoes, I hit 'em both like free throws (Yeah)
Bad lil' b*tch ride di*k with the lights on, sh*t be boostin' my ego (Yeah, yeah)
I come through, no shirt with the pipe on, sh*t like a rich n*gga cheat code
You come through tryna stunt with your ice on, y'all b*tch n*ggas get Deebo'd, mm-hmm
New Dior, hit the store
Buy it all, then we hittin' Allure
Make it rain, don't slip on the floor
Stack paper, get more
I can pop my sh*t on the fourth
Clearport like we all aboard
Touchdown like we're on a tour
Let's get it, mm-hmm
Shorty a stripper, you see her, wanna tip her, that pus*y get wetter 'cause she a real dripper
f*ckin' her better, she tellin' her friends, we f*ckin' together 'cause she a real n*gga
I'm in the trenches, I jump out the Benz, these n*ggas can't touch us 'cause I'm with the killers
Real steppers, I only really wanna f*ck with the hitters
I only really wanna f*ck with the gang, just me and the gang, like twenty-four b*tches
We in the spot like twenty-four deep, just one snub nose, like twenty-four switches
I know these n*ggas be talking 'bout me 'cause n*ggas be jealous, it's none of my business
All in they feelings and runnin' they mouths, actin' like one of my b*tches
No time for fake b*tches
Just sip this Ace of Spade with these real b*tches
We got switches on them things, call it kill switches
This the hand that God dealt me, they can't deal with us
[Chorus]
'Cause I was down bad, now it's mansion with the palm trees
Choppers to the jet, just me and Rubin, sh*t beyond me
I ain't even pray to live this way, this sh*t came, found me (It did)
Quarter million on my lefty, perfect timing
'Cause what's a problem to a schedule that keep changing?
'Member I was down bad, ain't nobody do no favors
I'm like, "Where was y'all at when I was grindin', stomach caved in?"
Guess it all was worth it (It was)

[Outro]
Where was y'all at when I was grindin', stomach caved in?
Guess it all was worth it (It was)
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