Bottom to the Top

歌詞

DJ Drama Queen (x2) Bottom all the way to top And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out No doubt I'm bout my paper so I had to smash 150 on my dash So you know I'm rollin' fast All about my cash (Repeat) (Mike D:) Since 16 I can remember a Benz on her Now I'm out in Sunny California On that marijuana I'm talkin' an ole G And the drank got me leaning Put the 84's on a '64 and show 'em how the gangsta leanin I was at the bottom now I'm at the top Switched up my style and they don't like me now I put it in yo face that's why I stay on your mind And y'all can keep haitin but I'm a stay on the grind Can't slack one second can't lack one minute Ain't got a million yet daddy but the plot thicken With that said I will kill niggas dead Go to playing with my bread And I'm a show you how to play it Pass out four and a half The hood a get ya (Third Ward) Somebody should have told that boy I'm bout business 24/7 around the clock That's why I get nonstop From the Bottom to the Top (yeah) (x2) Bottom all the way to top And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out No doubt I'm bout my paper so I had to smash 150 on my dash So you know I'm rollin' fast All about my cash (Z-Ro:) No weapon will prospeer that's formed against me (formed against me) So you can pull the trigger till the clips are empty (clips are empty) Or you can tie a rope in a noose and even lynch me (even lynch me) If GOD ain't ready for me to go you can't send me (bitch) You crab in a bucket holdin' on to my leg (on to my leg) Don't wanna see me make over the edge I'm full speed ahead Nothin' can stop me Even if the prison block me I'm a press 100, 000 and sell each and every copy From a Jalopy to a Jag No more doing bad Who go carry all the money I can't fit in my pants We eat offer 130 hard hits Got a 30 yard 6 For you dirty fraud tricks Candy doors open and close On the van and Magnum and the Lac I remember where I came from and I ain't goin' back I ain't talkin' about the hood I'm talkin' about when it wasn't all good Understood (x2) Bottom all the way to top And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out No doubt I'm bout my paper so I had to smash 150 on my dash So you know I'm rollin' fast All about my cash (Z-Ro:) Ain't no time to play Pull it in perspective Time for hoe checkin' bitch made nigga wreckin and collecting Memory weapon selecting 'Cause a mind is a terrible thing to waste I'm a keep my mind in they face 'Cause I'm thinkin' throwed making decisions On how to come up on anothe million Even though my people wanna hate I'm in love with my state, yes I am How they feel abou TexasI don't give a damn From the Bottom all the way to the top of another sticky situation Too many women wanna have relations I'm coastin Inside of my trunk is a big commotion Twelve 12's ripping it wide open Don't make me jump executive up in this bitch Double breasted three piece suit with fedora and gator wing tips Everyday of the week I sleep on satin and silk sheets 'Cause I got em At the top all the way from the bottom Bottom all the way to top And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out No doubt I'm bout my paper so I had to smash 150 on my dash So you know I'm rollin' fast All about my cash Bottom all the way to top And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out No doubt I'm bout my paper so I had to smash 150 on my dash So you know I'm rollin' (x2) Bottom all the way to top And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out No doubt I'm bout my paper so I had to smash 150 on my dash So you know I'm rollin' fast All about my cash