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From Da Bottom
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Past 7 Days
From Da Bottom was discovered most frequently at around 3 minutes and 50 seconds into the song during the past week

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Young **** gettin' money
And we don't owe you **** shit
I'm from Philly, ****
We come from the bottom
Come from nothin'
And **** got the nerve to ask me why I'm stuntin'
Huh?
[Verse 2]
I'da sip Ciroc with Diddy, drunk Spade with Hov
In the VIP of the 40, with some badass hoes
Had my grip on my .40, still was at that stove
The same night work got cooked, half that sold
A pyrex and a triple beam
Like Mr. King had a dream, we ain't miss a fiend
Talkin' dirty to these ****, where my Listerine?
If I was there, you know we ball, Mr. Clean
[Verse 3]
I'm talking LIV Sunday, blowin' hella racks
Just gettin' 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 'em that
I'm just makin' up for nights when I was sellin' crack
On the corner in the cold tryna sling them Os
And half them **** in my city went against the code
Them **** told, still partyin', them **** bold
But I'm like, fuck it, I'm young and gettin' it, them **** old
[Verse 4]
Take a walk up to that mirror, boy, look at yourself
You see a getta or a **** just lookin' for help
And e'ry night I'm in that studio killin' myself
A lot of **** hate me now 'cause I'm feelin' myself
Fuck em' though
They screaming, "Be humble, boy, be humble"
But ain't nobody say that when my stomach used to rumble
Locked in the cell when I seen my dreams crumble
Now I'm out here buzzin', you can here the bees bumble
[Verse 5]
Seen some things that can't be told
I was told these roads was pure as gold
I never told, I never sold my soul
I just went at every thing I dove
[Verse 6]
Nobody's goin' back to the bottom
Nobody's goin' back to the bottom
I can't be every ****' role model
I can't go back to the bottom
[Verse 7]
**** gettin' high just to take the pain away
When I'm just gettin' by, couple million for a rainy day
Off season, but I practice like I got a game today
And e'rybody ain't gon' make it out, it's a shame to say
Feelin' like Mike before the fadeaway
I'm like, should I take the shot, or let it fade away?
And all this love I'm gettin' ain't gon' take the hate away
But these haters motivate me in a crazy way
[Verse 8]
Ain't no I in team, from what I done seen
It's every man for himself, well, until I intervene
I put my **** on paper, we swarm paper like lions
When they smell blood
When dream shatters, they sell love
Like cocaine or heroin from heroin, I'm Cobain
I'm blowin' up, I did my own thing
They want my soul and my body for a lil' change
I'm dancin' with the Illuminati, call it Soul Train
****
[Verse 9]
Seen some things that can't be told
I was told these roads was pure as gold
I never told, I never sold my soul
I just went at every thing I dove
[Verse 10]
Nobody's goin' back to the bottom
Nobody's goin' back to the bottom
I can't be every ****' role model
I can't go back to the bottom
[Verse 11]
Yeah
Last night I forgot to pray for shit that I got today
The Devil ran a corner and the Reaper a block away
It's body after body, very few of us find a way
You gotta watch for the hook like you stickin' Dr. J
My defense is like three fences and a brick wall
I get soft every time we go against ya'll
I'm on guard, play the point like I'm Chris Paul
You get crossed like AI did Mike for this ball
[Verse 12]
For this rock, you get shot, picked off
'Cause in this game we shootin' metal like it's pinball
I'll put this MAC to your face like it's lip gloss
And do you right, put you on ice like Lindros
****
[Verse 13]
Nobody's goin' back to the bottom
Nobody's goin' back to the bottom
I can't be every ****' role model
I can't go back to the bottom
[Verse 14]
I started with a dollar and a dream
And I'm willin' to go and get it by any means
I can't be every ****' role model
Why nobody my role model?
I got my own son to raise
And my life is very precious
And my son expect me to walk through that door e'ry night
So any **** try and stop my shine gotta get it
All my **** out to get it
And we ain't never goin' back to the bottom
None of my ****
[Verse 15]
I hear e'rybody talkin'
"He spendin' too much money, be humble"
Man, fuck all that
Who was talkin' when I was dead broke starvin', huh?
Ay, Gutta, what these **** talkin', huh?
It's D-C double M-G
We been jumped out the barrel on you crab ass ****
You heard me?
Meek Milly
Real ****
For life
Written by: Meek Mill
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