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MEEK MILL lyrics : "From Da Bottom"

(Ft. Guordan)
[Intro: Meek Mill]
Young ^!$$%s gettin' money

And we don't owe you ^!$$%s %#@!
I'm from Philly ^!$$%
We come from the bottom

Come from nothin'
And ^!$$%s 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 badass hoes

Had my grip on my forty
Still was at that stove
The same night word got cooked half that sold pyrex and a triple beam

Like Mr. King had a dream we ain't miss a thing
Talkin dirty to these ^!$$%s with my listerine
If I was there you know we ball Mr. clean

I'm talkin LIV Sunday blowin' hella racks
Just gettin' 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 makin' up for nice when I was sellin' crack
On the corner in the cold trying to sling them O's
And half my ^!$$%s in the city went against the code

Them ^!$$%s cold still partying them ^!$$%s bold
But I'm like $#&@ it I'm young and gettin' it them ^!$$%s old
Take a walk up to that mirror boy and take a look at yourself

You see a kid all ^!$$% just looking for help
And every night I'm in the studio killin' myself
A lot of ^!$$%s hatin on me now cause I'm feelin myself

$#&@ 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 saw my dreams crumble
Now I'm out here buzzin you can here the bee's bumble


[Bridge: Buordan]
Seen some things that can't be told
I was told these roads were pure as gold

I never told I never sell my my soul
I just went at every thing I dove


[Hook: Guordan]
Nobody's going back to da bottom
Nobody's going to da bottom

I can't be every ^!$$% role model
I can't go back to the bottom


[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
^!$$%s gettin high
Just to take the pain away

When I'm just gettin by a 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 its genesay

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've seen every man for himself

Well, until I intervene I put my ^!$$%s on
Paper we swarm paper like lions when they smell blood
When dream shatters they sell love like cocaine

Or !@(% from !@(% I'm Cobain
I'm blowing up I did my own thing
They want my soul and my body for a little chain

I'm dancing with the luminati call it Soul Train
^!$$%


[Bridge]

[Hook]


[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Yeah, Last night I forgot to pray for %#@! that I got today
The devil ran the corner and the reaper a block away
Its body after body very few its finer way

You got right for the hook like you stickin 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 cross like hey I did mine for this ball

For this rock you get shot big dog
Cause in this game we shootin metal like its pin ball
I put this mac to your face like lip gloss
And do you right and put you on ice like Lindros
^!$$%


[Hook]

[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 ^!$$% role model
Why nobody my role model
I got my own son and race
And my life is very precious
And my son expect me to walk through that door every night

So any ^!$$% try and stop my shine gotta get it
All my ^!$$%s out to get it
And we ain't never goin back to the bottom
None of my ^!$$%s
I hear everybody talkin
He spending too much money be humble
Man $#&@ all that

Who was talkin when I was dead broke starvin huh?
Ay Guttta, what these ^!$$%s talkin huh?
It's D.C. double M, G
We been jumped out the barrel on your crab $$# ^!$$%s
You heard me?
Meek Milly, real ^!$$% For Life!

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