From the Bottom (feat. Yung Mal)

Young **** came from that block, i was servin

From the bottom, get paid for them verses

We made the wave then they tried to go surf it

Clown ass **** need to go to the circus

You want that sack then you got to keep workin

Ice on my wrist that bitch cold like McFlurry

My young **** got him a shot like he Curry

I'm reppin that Candler that shit on my jersey

Soon as we touch it, this gone in a hurry

Pull up we givin em curves, opps hurtin

I done got in my bag why the fuck would i worry

They send that check and i sign it in cursive

Rap out the 'Bach, we slidin, we swervin

Got hit in his back, he ain't make it through surgery

Bitch ass so fat, man lord have mercy

Blessed lil bastards, we beat all the curses

We duckin' one time, seen that i frontlined

Throwin up gang signs, young **** purging

Free my brother locked down, we ride with Glocks down to Popeyes

Damn a **** ~?brought the ?? to Jersey (??)

Six type of bank accounts, we can't be hanging out

With dusty ****, they broke and they hurtin'

Thought yous a player, how you mention me

You didn't come from the Fre, you wasn't there we were serving

Riding in the Mer-cedes with a young lady

With a ass so fat she's pretty

We up the scope, KD, know the opps hate me

Cause they whole crew dyin' on purpose

Diamonds on me shining, bling bling

Neck-lace HD, shit damn near cost me 30

Cellphone going ring ring ring ring ring ring

Bout to make me go up on the verses

Young **** came from that block, i was servin

From the bottom, get paid for them verses

We made the wave then they tried to go surf it

Clown ass **** need to go to the circus

You want that sack then you got to keep workin

Ice on my wrist that bitch cold like McFlurry

My young **** got him a shot like he Curry

I'm reppin that Candler that shit on my jersey

Soon as we touch it, this gone in a hurry

Pull up we givin em curves, opps hurtin

I done got in my bag why the fuck would i worry

They send that check and i sign it in cursive

Rap out the 'Bach, we slidin, we swervin

Got hit in his back, he ain't make it through surgery

Bitch ass so fat, man lord have mercy

Blessed lil bastards, we beat all the curses

Pop it on ****, i do it on purpose

Money on my line, got me getting up early

Candler Road **** rocking ice like sherbert

Drank got me high, bitch i'm geeked like Urkel

Get in that pussy, i beat it up purple

**** be police, they making me nervous

**** ain't getting to the money, that's crazy

Boss young ****, no squares in my circle

Bad bitch with me

She gonna ride on that dick like Kentucky, Derby

Mud i been sippin

That shit got me movin like a damn turtle

Think i ain't make it big

Really stayed down, i was jumping hurdles

Big Iceburg, Don Quillion

We them young **** that they heard of

Young **** came from that block, i was servin

From the bottom, get paid for them verses

We made the wave then they tried to go surf it

Clown ass **** need to go to the circus

You want that sack then you got to keep workin

Ice on my wrist that bitch cold like McFlurry

My young **** got him a shot like he Curry

I'm reppin that Candler that shit on my jersey

Soon as we touch it, this gone in a hurry

Pull up we givin em curves, opps hurtin

I done got in my bag why the fuck would i worry

They send that check and i sign it in cursive

Rap out the 'Bach, we slidin, we swervin

Got hit in his back, he ain't make it through surgery

Bitch ass so fat, man lord have mercy

Blessed lil bastards, we beat all the curses