[Intro]
Yeah
I know the vibes n***a

[Verse 1]
Look, I come from the bottom, I came from the struggle
Nobody gave me shit my n***a I had to hustle
Sittin' in the trap with racks in the duffle
Silencer on the mac so the ratchet is muffled
You pretend to be my man, I don't trust you
Cause soon as a n***a up he turn his back and it's fuck you
I spend a bag and have my young n***a touch you
I don't care if I love you, you violate I'ma cut you
I'm the godfather of Organized Grime
Members of organized crime was more my kind
I snort a white line, distorted my mind
I'm on the corner at nine, morning time grind
Bullet proof Lamb truck, I had to fortify mine
You made your momma proud, I probably mortified mine
The had my dog behind the walls since '99
Took his time on the chin, ride 'till the end

[Chorus]
I came from the bottom n***a
I came from the struggle
A n***a never ever gave me nothing my n***a
I had to hustle, uh
I came from the bottom n***a
I came from the bottom n***a
I came from the bottom
[Verse 2]
Scrape the side of the pot with a fork
Shit ain't a game on my block, what you thought?
Drum and pot, the cops not gettin' called
30 shot Glocks, better watch how you talk
Dropped 100 for the watch that I bought
I pull up on my block and drop the top on a push
Gettin' money I got it locked in a vault
[?], motherfuck the cops and the courts n***a
I was in the holding center wearing slippers
Don't compare me to these new era n***as
That's where we differ, we ain't hesitatin' we airin' blickies
Two to the head get 'em buried quicker
Counted my blessings and I counted my losses¨
I'm at the round table surrounded by bosses
My shooter gun you down with the pound, then he toss it
Took a bullet to the head but now I'm just hardest

[Chorus]
I came from the bottom n***a
I came from the struggle
A n***a never ever gave me nothing my n***a
I had to hustle, uh
I came from the bottom n***a
I came from the bottom n***a
I came from the bottom