Came From The Bottom lyrics - Meek Mill (feat. Oschino)

I'm back on that Dream chaser shit man fuck it
Loyalty brings fourth royalty
Forever

Lamborghini through the hood just to motivate the trenches
Riding round like it's all good even though I know these niggas vicious
All this cash they say I changed if niggas broke I get suspicious
That's my dawg from back in the day but I'm gone go with my extension
I bring my F&N to any city I ain't checking in, shit they ain't hear me
I said let me in was at the door while it rain and it poor
Now we jumping out them things in Dior
Brand new Rolls Royce the umbrella shit it came in the door
They never thought that we would take it this far
She a baddie tip toeing all on the marble it ain't a stain on the floor
They never thought that we would make it this far

Because I was down bad now it's mansion with the palm trees
Choppers to the jet just me and Rubin shit beyond me
I ain't even pray to live this way this shit came found me
Quarter million on my left the perfect timing
Because what's a problem to a schedule that keep changing
Remember I was down bad ain't nobody do no favors
I'm like where was y'all at when I was grinding stomach caved in
Guess it all was worth it
Circle got smaller ever since I got boxed in

Realest nigga breathing and you know I'm going top ten
I remember stressing over hoes but now it's options
Made it through it all so this ain't no sad song shit no way No
This ain't no sad song shit no way
No
This ain't no sad song shit, momma dry your tears take this crib
Now that's some boss shit okay only big dog shit
Big dog, only big dog shit, big boss
Only big boss shit, big boss only big dog shit

LITTY
Casamigo me and two freak hoes
I hit them both like two free throws
Bad lil bitch ride dick with the lights on shit be boosting my ego
I come through no shirt with the pipe on shit like a rich nigga cheat code
You come through tryna stunt with your ice on y'all bitch niggas get Deeboed Mhhhmmm
New dior hit the store buy it all then we hittin allure
Make it rain don't slip on the floor, stack paper get more
I can pop my shit on the fourth clear port like we all aboard
Touchdown like we on a tour
Let's get it mhmm
Shorty a stripper he see her wanna tip her that pussy get wetter because
She a real dripper fuckin her better she tellin her friends
We fuckin together because she a real nigga

I'm in the trenches I jump out the Benz you niggas can't touch me because
I'm With the killers, real steppers, I only really wanna fuck with the hitters
I only really wanna fuck with the gang, just me with the gang like 24 bitches
We in the spot like 24 deep just one snub nose and like 24 switches
I know these niggas be talkin bout me because niggas be jealous that's
None of my business
All in they feeelings running they mouths acting like one of my bitches
No time for fake bitches just sip this ace of space wit these real bitches
We got switches on them things call it kill switches
This the hand that god dealt me they can't deal with us

Because I was down bad now it's mansion with the palm trees
Choppers to the jet just me and Rubin shit beyond me
I ain't even pray to live this way this shit came found me
Quarter million on my left the perfect timing
Because what's a problem to a schedule that keep changing
Remember I was down bad ain't nobody do no favors
I'm like where was y'all at when I was grinding stomach caved in
Guess it all was worth it

Where was y'all at when I was grinding stomach caved in
Guess it all was worth it
It was

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