azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

meek mill – started from the bottom (freestyle) lyrics

Loading...

[verse 1]
started from the bottom now we here
we were sellin’ things, pullin’ strings – puppeteer
started with a dollar now i’m jumping out the lear
all my n-ggas behind me, you can find me in the air
in the car smokin’ loud on my way to mr. chow’s
i say: “ain’t it funny now, n-gga, this bracelet’s fifty thou”
he say he gon’ hit me, how? i keep shooters all around me
quicker-picker-up your b-tch, that p-ssy wet and i be bounty
i got all these haters frontin’ just from lookin’ at my pictures
plottin’ on my instagram, they wanna follow me like twitter
on my way home…
but i’mma hit her, did i mention, 30 grand’ll get you gone
you’ll come up missing ‘cause my cake long
where your real friends at?
hold up, f-ck that, n-gga, where your girlfriend at?
she probably in the vip where all her girlfriends at
she know that you be hatin’ on me and i still hit that, d-mn
you gon’ need a green card for the cuban link (ouch)
cancel my account, i’ll probably move the bank
when you see them hammers out you’d best not move a blink
fn57, f-ck around, shoot through a tank
b-tch, shake that -ss, go on, shake them t-tties
b-tch, shake that -ss like you work at magic city
i be bustin’ bottles, ain’t talkin’ ‘bout with drizzy
probably be with ovo and i be in toronto city
with yo fake -ss, and yo fake weed
frontin’ on a real n-gga, b-tch say cheese
and put your flash on just to catch the ap
diamonds thunderin’ all in that b-tch, i call it kd
hold up – hold up, wait a minute, y’all thought i was finished?
i popped twenty bottles, that was just a scrimmage
n-gga, you ain’t ballin’, you pop twenty and you finished
got you f-ckin’ up your re-up every time we in the building
‘cause we started from the bottom now we here
sippin’ rosé with rozay and it’s belaire
i signed with mmg and did it in a year
i started with a circle and i turned it to a square, ya dig?



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...