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letra de the bottom - remz

[chorus]
yo, i started at the bottom, bro, i didn’t really have much
tried to get it poppin’, but all i got was bad luck
late night, robbin’ anything to get some cash up
can’t stop, gotta get it in even if i get banged up
remember back then, bro, my trainers was scuffed
see me in that sh-tty home, you know that fl!cks gettin’ copped
far away from my zone, tryna get this paper up
turn a eighth to an o while my li’l n-ggas re-in’ up that budge

[verse 1]
now i always get bands, i ain’t never been no slacker
they’re already in that bag, bro, certified trapper
started selling little grams, got bigger plans comin’ after
anything to get it faster, they’re petty in that banger
don’t ask what’s in the bag ’cause you already know the answer
can’t wait ’til my friends is home, you know that it’s a [?]
catch me flyin’ out to [?], every night i’m goin’ harder
big pipe, gotta keep it tight just for all that drama
got me flyin’ ’round agi in the eye-po
big stratley got rhinos in the alley meetin’ cathy, she wants nine of both
all around my n-ggas for that spice and soap
every night i’m writin’ those, they sayin’ it’s my time to blow
i’ve been ridin’ in that pole, breakin’ white in that bowl
catchin’ flights on my own, i’m flyin’ out to link my bro
been tryin’ for that big, though, shots sink into your dome
i had to go, i’m on a sticky roll
[chorus]
yo, i started at the bottom, bro, i didn’t really have much
tried to get it poppin’, but all i got was bad luck
late night, robbin’ anything to get some cash up
can’t stop, gotta get it in even if i get banged up
remember back then, bro, my trainers was scuffed
see me in that sh-tty home, you know that fl!cks gettin’ copped
far away from my zone, tryna get this paper up
turn a eighth to an o while my li’l n-ggas re-in’ up that budge

[verse 2]
remember times when we never had sh-t
catch me on a little grind with a bag full of bits
i don’t need to tell lies, i’ve been stackin’ on my [?]
i ain’t chattin’ no fibs, that white packet is a brick
my line bang since a kid
all i know is get rands ’til i’m rich
i got my hands in a lot of different sh-t
since younger, had my gram phone bangin’ for them gyps
spent racks on that crib, that’s what all of that trappin’ did
i’m poppin’ in that whip, big money can’t slip
been slangin’ off hard in the sticks, made my part on the picks
try and stop me, get scarred in your whig
shady cars what i’m in, don’t make me bark off that thing
every day i stay active, tryna let a pat go
while you let my man done get attacked with that rambo
my n-gga just landed and they slapped him with a gamble
won’t set a bar stranded on maltese stuck in mad though
[chorus]
yo, i started at the bottom, bro, i didn’t really have much
tried to get it poppin’, but all i got was bad luck
late night, robbin’ anything to get some cash up
can’t stop, gotta get it in even if i get banged up
remember back then, bro, my trainers was scuffed
see me in that sh-tty home, you know that fl!cks gettin’ copped
far away from my zone, tryna get this paper up
turn a eighth to an o while my li’l n-ggas re-in’ up that budge

[outro]
mp on the track

- remz

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