From da Bottom

[Intro: Meek Mill]

Young niggas gettin' money

And we don't owe you niggas shit

I'm from Philly nigga

We come from the bottom

Come from nothin'

And niggas got the nerve to ask me why I'm stuntin'?

Huh?

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]

I'da sip Ciroc with Diddy, drunk Spade with Hov

In the VIP of the 40, with some bad-ass hoes

Had my grip on my forty, 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

Talking dirty to these niggas with my Listerine

If I was there you know we ball, Mr. Clean

I'm talking LIV Sunday blowing hella racks

Just getting right cause in my life I been from hell and back

I'm just that nice and I don't write so you can tell 'em that

I'm just making up for nights when I was selling crack

On the corner in the cold tryna sling them O's

And half my niggas in the city went against the code

Them niggas told, still partying them niggas bold

But I'm like fuck it I'm young and getting it them niggas old

Take a walk up to that mirror boy look at yourself

You see a getta or a nigga just lookin' for help

And every night I'm in the studio killing myself

A lot of niggas hate me now cause I'm feeling myself

Fuck em' though

They screaming be humble, boy be humble

But ain't nobody say that when my stomach used to rumble

Looked in a cell when I seen my dreams crumble

Now I'm out here buzzing you can here the bee's bumble

[Pre-Chorus: Guordan Banks]

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

[Chorus: Guordan Banks]

Nobody's going back to da bottom

Nobody's going to da bottom

I can't be every nigga role model

I can't go back to the bottom

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]

Niggas getting high, just to take the pain away

When I'm just getting by couple million for a rainy day

Off season but I practice like I got a game today

And everybody ain't gon' make it out it's a shame to say

Feeling like Mike before the fade away

I'm like should I take the shot? or let it fade away?

And all this love I'm getting ain't gon' take the hate away

But these haters motivate me in a crazy way

Ain't no I in team - from what I done seen

It's every man for himself well, until I intervene

I put my niggas 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 blowing up I did my own thing

They want my soul and my body for a little change

I'm dancing with the Illuminati, call it Soul Train

Nigga

[Pre-Chorus:  Guordan Banks]

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 everything I dove

[Chorus: Guordan Banks]

Nobody's going back to da bottom

Nobody's going to da bottom

I can't be every nigga role model

I can't go back to the bottom

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]

Last night I forgot to pray for shit that I got today

The devil 'round the 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 sticking Dr. J

My defensive 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

For this rock, you get shot, picked off

Cause in this game we shooting metal like it's pin ball

I put this Mac to your face like lip gloss

And do you right and put you on ice like Lindros

Nigga

[Chorus: Guordan Banks]

Nobody's going back to da bottom

Nobody's going to da bottom

I can't be every nigga role model

I can't go back to the bottom

[Outro: Meek Mill]

I started with a dollar and a dream

And I'm willing to go and get it by any means

I can't be every nigga 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 every night

So any nigga try and stop my shine gotta get it

All my niggas out to get it

And we ain't never going back to the bottom

None of my niggas

I hear everybody talking

He spending too much money be humble

Man fuck all that

Who was talking when I was dead broke starving huh?

Ay Gutta, what these niggas talking huh?

It's D.C. double M, G

We been jumped out the barrel on your crab ass niggas

You heard me?

Meek Milly, real nigga for life!