From The Bottom

[Chorus: Mr. Mase] Came from the bottom, I had nothing, I couldn't even eat [?], this pretend to see what I done seen Remember all them cold nights, now I'm on my feet Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me It brought the hustle out of me It brought the hustle out of me Remember all them cold nights, now I'm on my feet Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me [Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] I remember them long nights, it was me and 3Three Momma could never sleep at night, cause we was in the streets Was sellin' ratchets, we had 30's, and we had them B's At the table, Montana counting pills, I'm rollin' weed I ain't never come in when the lights went out I was up in New York when they broke in the house I was steady hittin' licks when we fell in a drought Had just pulled off when them boys ran down Give a fuck who you is, I'll never stand down Had no key to the trap, I ain't have no phone On the come up, I ain't had no hand-outs Went in, went hard, and I got it on my own And I swear that they don't know, what I been through I refuse to lose, all this shit that I been through I ain't never go to school, walk in that bitch and I'm breakin' the rules Revolver, never throwin' out no clues Let him run up and he making the news [Chorus: Mr. Mase] Came from the bottom, I had nothing, I couldn't even eat [?], this pretend to see what I done seen Remember all them cold nights, now I'm on my feet Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me It brought the hustle out of me It brought the hustle out of me Remember all them cold nights, now I'm on my feet Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me [Verse 2: Mr. Mase] I'm a star, how I finish, no sleep gang Trappin' with the local legend, we got street fame [?], minimize my casualties, it's goin' against the grain I'm runnin' plays, Young P. Miller Made a couple M's as a street dealer I stayed true, free C. Miller, and it's No Limit 'til I see clearer It was no love, I was overlooked Now they show love, cause I'm over booked I dropped one song, I know they shook Man, that's fake love, cause I know the look [Bridge: Mr. Mase] I was left out the equation, so I got it out the mud Many niggas so impatient, keep running 'til you run it up [Chorus: Mr. Mase] Came from the bottom, I had nothing, I couldn't even eat [?], this pretend to see what I done seen Remember all them cold nights, now I'm on my feet Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me It brought the hustle out of me It brought the hustle out of me Remember all them cold nights, now I'm on my feet Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me [Verse 3: Master P] These haters mad that we get it, I see they hate that we on I pull that double R truck, I'ma get some top in your home From the projects, to mansions, niggas drippin' in ice Hit the club with my niggas, we poppin' bottles tonight Nigga came from the trappin', to struggle and pain From breakin' down bricks and taking over the game Nigga shoes say Mayotte, if she bad I'ma body it Nigga jump out a Rolls into a fuckin' Bugatti I'm allergic to broke niggas, don't fuck with no fake hoes My youngins got Dracos, we catch you, it's case closed Free my nigga Murda, we gon' thug 'til the end I'm the plug and the shooter, all we do is just in [Chorus: Mr. Mase] Came from the bottom, I had nothing, I couldn't even eat [?], this pretend to see what I done seen Remember all them cold nights, now I'm on my feet Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me It brought the hustle out of me It brought the hustle out of me Remember all them cold nights, now I'm on my feet Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me