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 shit, 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 nigga tell me that I'm real, And I could give a fuck about how any nigga feel, I ain't big, but I'm heavy with the steel Fight gettin' mine, I'll take another nigga meal You can't sleep in the street boy you got a gwop First you get to work, then you get a shot 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 a better top Go on the road, go get a block Treat it like a dread, we gon' get a lot Dome outta control, I guess I got a lot Now I gotta lay low for 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 nigga'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
[Pre-Hook:] [Scotch Butta] It's all good, what's up block? You nigga's talkin' shit, 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, peters, nine millimeters Got these bitches 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? Lose your 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 nutsack Stack the money where's the funds at? Haaa, where ya funds at? Ha
[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' for? Or wanna discuss? Summer Hill Firm Grip, they don't run it 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 shit 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 fiendin' 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