Shampagne lyrics : "Coming From The Bottom"
Stick to the plan, best understand
This for my 'fam you know I got 'em
It ain't no problem, hear what I'm sayin'
It ain't no game no we don't play we here to solve 'em.
[Shampagne]
Oh pardon me, am I doin' something that I ain't supposed to be?
When it come to this money I got OCD, and I'm gettin' more bread than a toaster, see?
I ain't seein' these ho's, they notice me
Oh %#@!, that's your girl? Wasn't known to me
She phonin' me, ahh it ain't no problem I'll send her home around quarter three
Now I don't need another ^!$$% tell me that I'm real,
And I could give a $#&@ about any ^!$$% feel,
I ain't big, but I'm heavy with the steel
Fine, get in line, I'll take another ^!$$% meal
You can't sleep in the street boy you got a gwop
First you get to work, then you get a shop
You can get it soft, or you can get it rock
Then it's up to you, go get it off
Times tough but with dope people get a spot
Come on cash up, that's
Go on the road, go get a block
Treat it like a dread, we gon' get a lot
Don't matter I guess I got a lot
Now I gotta lay low fo it gettin' hot
Things going good, I don't wanna stop
Boy it's so hard, when you're gettin' knocks
Just know I don't ever forget,
It is what it is I don't ever regret
I go get mine, I ain't living a debt
Time to put it on the line, yeah I'm living a bet
Huh, it's a firm go getter for set
It don't matter what it is, yeah my ^!$$%'s will rep
So I'm doing it for them, I ain't taking a rest
And I ain't gon stop till they lay me to rest
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[Scotch Butta]
It's all good, what's up block?
You ^!$$%'s talkin' %#@!, then you might get shot
It's how we get down, how we get down
It's how we get down, how we get down
[Hook]
Coming from the bottom,
Stick to the plan, best understand
This for my 'fam you know I got 'em
It ain't no problem, hear what I'm sayin'
It ain't no game no we don't play we here to solve 'em.
[Tiny]
E-pills beaters, nine millimeters
Got these (*##$es, catchin' seizures
Got these haters, pissed off
Oh well, get my bricks off
And when I say bricks, I mean dope G
And nobody ever owe me
You's a loser, stay a broke B
Wishin' you was like me
Probably wanna fight me, oh well
I don't fight see?
[?] life easy, ha ha hee hee
Tiny, not an MC
Matter fact, I don't like rap
Rather be out pitchin' crack
Big gun by my !@*%
Stack the money where's the funds at?
Haaa, where's ya funds at? Ha
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[Hook]
[Shampagne]
I know I'm sick, I'm patient though
Like a red light, I gotta wait to go
I'm a tickin' time bomb while I wait to blow
Hmm, the boy hot got a Cajun flow
Waitin' for the deal, ain't the show
But now I gotta eat so my paper grow
I ain't frying dumpling but I'm making dough
I stay around white but it ain't the snow
What you waitin' fo? Or wanna discuss?
Summer Hill Firm Grip, they don't runnin' with us
I know the whole game don't want us to bust but
It don't matter what they want, it's a must
The beat crack so the high is a rush
My ten stacks, so they cry and they fuss
We crazy, I ain't lyin' we nuts
We that %#@! that they dyin' to flush
Trust, stay in the dust we above the grave
On top of that list that you love to hate
Fans stay feeding like a drug to take
And I stay dropping bombs like I'm from Kuwait
Once I'mma eat, I'mma done the plate
No bite, no taste not a crumb to take
I'mma count money till my thumbs will ache,
And then I'll count more till they numb or break
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[Hook]
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