[Verse 1: Albee Al]
All my life I watched momma struggle
Cops bust the house and watchin' momma hustle
With that [?]
I ain't tryna touch you n***a, I'ma bust you
Momma workin' two jobs and we still starve
Me and my brother jump in the field, deal hard
Cop a ounce of coke, whip it real hard
Now we buy whips, used to steal cars
Maserati in the projects
I'll give you time to let it process
Bad bitch, she won a contest
Real n***a, ain't no contest
And I sell dope, I sell cocaine
In the hood like [?]
Chain swangin', I gang bang
Oh you don't like it? Check your main dame
Blood spillin', I said blood spillin'
So much money, you can't even bend it
Lil beamer, guess who in it?
And free the hitter Rick, he got a life sentence
I'm Louis thousand, I'm all kinda fly
I'm [?]
And mind your business if you ain't tryna die
N***as think I'm bullshittin' or somethin', you heard?
[Chorus: Albee Al]
From the bottom aimin' at the top
Started with a oop, turned it to a drop
Look at the diamonds dancin' in the watch
Started with a rock, turned it to a block
[?] turned me to a millionaire
Rick Ross shit, I'm a billionaire
You gotta start somewhere, yeah
You gotta start somewhere, yeah
I started from the bottom, yeah
I started from the bottom
Tell me get 'em, bro you know I got 'em
Yeah, I started from the bottom
Tell me get 'em, bro you know I got 'em

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
I'm gettin' all this paper, I ain't have a dollar
Now I'm eatin' steak, remember I couldn't get a whopper
I'ma see it if you fake, so don't even bother
Tryna blend in with the real, can't camouflage it
Sneak dissin', I'ma act like I ain't acknowledge it
When I see you, put the heat up to your damn noggin
Been had a draco, a baby K, baby chopper
Had it bad, now I'm livin' great, call me Aristotle
Down bad I ain't lose faith, I'll make it out-y
Made it out the rain every time it got cloudy
Get out my face if you ain't down to slide 'bout me
I done caught so much of cases I been runnin' routeys
Runnin' routes, wildin' out here, actin' rowdy
[?]
You n***as characters
Put the AR to your football head n***a like you watchin' Hey Ari
I mean Hey Arnold
[Chorus: Albee Al]
From the bottom aimin' at the top
Started with a oop, turned it to a drop
Look at the diamonds dancin' in the watch
Started with a rock, turned it to a block
[?] turned me to a millionaire
Rick Ross shit, I'm a billionaire
You gotta start somewhere, yeah
You gotta start somewhere, yeah
I started from the bottom, yeah
I started from the bottom
Tell me get 'em, bro you know I got 'em
Yeah, I started from the bottom
Tell me get 'em, bro you know I got 'em