[ Featuring Dame Grease ]
Back from the bottom, tryna make it to the ceiling of the building, if you feel him run a check up
I'm from a city where you taught to wear your vest when they aiming at you, wanna shoot from neck up
So get your paper young nigga, don't let them treat you like they made you young nigga
Back out the trenches, eating better than I ever did.
Hustle got em set up, how the f*ck you get the cheddar in
Hard work and dedication, devil it been knocking on the door, but I ain't let it in
Uh,
I close it up like what I need it for. Winners win, ain't nothing we competing for
What you think my freedom for? Running up this music got me eating more
You seen before, I kept it trill, now don't miss no more meals
They try to stave me out from shining, know the top a hundo
Yeah that mountain, I'm built for climbing, I don't rest, I'm grinding
Till that feeling of perfect timing, know what pressure bust
But with me it create a diamond, know my haters silent
See me vibrant, I change the game behind it
Couldn't stop what they think in violence, I'm the perfect problem
And what you think gon' happen if you put yourself vs me
What you think gon' happen if you try to make it to the top of mount hundo
And I'm standing there with the flag planted
Allhundos
Back from the bottom, tryna make it to the ceiling of the building, if you feel him run a check up
I'm from a city where you taught to wear your vest when they aiming at you, wanna shoot from neck up
So get your paper young nigga, don't let them treat you like they made ya young nigga
So get your paper young, nigga
Don't let them treat you like they made ya young, nigga
Back from the bottom, tryna make it to the ceiling of the building, if you feel him run a check up
I'm from a city where you taught to wear your vest when they aiming at you, wanna shoot from neck up
So get your paper young nigga, don't let them treat you like they made ya young nigga
So get your paper young, nigga
Don't let them treat you like they made ya young, nigga
I'm just like free lunch in the hood
Those around me understood
Situations made them good
Niggas mad, can't chase the facts
And the trenches made it back
And I'm only here to stack
You know that feeling bout that bag
If it ain't about that cash
Making niggas do the dash
They ain't nothing like my kind
Immature just in the mind
But I'm only here to shine on em
I'm getting mine, shit in line
Ain't no wasting time
You doing crimes
I need every dime uh
Back from the bottom
Trying to make it to the ceiling of the building
If you feeling, run a check up
I'm from a city where you taught to wear your vest
Cause when they aiming at you, wanna shoot from neck up
So get your paper young, nigga
Don't let them treat you like they major young, nigga
So get your paper young, nigga
Don't let them treat you like they major young, nigga
Back from the bottom, tryna make it to the ceiling of the building, if you feel him run a check up
I'm from a city where you taught to wear your vest when they aiming at you, wanna shoot from neck up
So get your paper young nigga, don't let them treat you like they made ya young nigga
So get your paper young, nigga
Don't let them treat you like they made ya young, nigga
Back from the bottom, tryna make it to the ceiling of the building, if you feel him run a check up
I'm from a city where you taught to wear your vest when they aiming at you, wanna shoot from neck up
So get your paper young nigga, don't let them treat you like they made ya young nigga
So get your paper young, nigga
Don't let them treat you like they made ya young, nigga
