[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
Started from the bottom, started from the bottom
Now we on the top and y'all don't really want no problem n***a
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[Verse 1: Demetrius Capone]
We went from owning top Ramens, to on the top rhymin'
From the rock bottom n***a on my momma's momma
I was on the block grindin' now I'm known to rock diamonds
Now no one can stop my drive n***a I'm ignorin' stop signs
Okay, started from the f**in' bottom, then I came up now I'm on the top grindin'
Like I started f**in' from the bottom, then I came up now I'm on the top grindin'
In other words, I'm switchin' positions
We went from f**in' birds continuously flippin'
Like rotisserie chickens and n***as on the road to riches
I call that a cake walk, now where them hoes and b**hes, let's go
[Verse 2: Julius Luciano]
We just try to get it in the city by the sea
Like Fabolous, I'm screamin' BITE: b**h I'm tryna eat
Yeah I hustle like Russell cause I'm tryin' to be rich as Simmons
Whoever stop hustlin' got b**hness in 'em, Richard Simmons
I ain't got no weak jeans, I'm cut from the thickest denim
But sometimes I question life, Lyfe got a Y in it like my n***a Jennings
Started from the bottom sleepin' on the f**in' floor
Some people was born lucky, I was lucky to be born
But now a n***a's very fly, you ain't gotta verify
Real n***as say word, I ain't gotta tell a lie
I pimp this game, you can't tell me that I'm not a pimp
Just like a pimp, started from the bottom b**h
[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
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[Verse 3: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero]
The bottom's where I started from, now I'm cold, my heart is numb
This life never gave me a shot so I bought a gun
Never had a childhood, but I give my daughters one
You can tell I hustle by all the sh** that I bought my son
My Junior won't be a loser cause that's not the way to be
I keep it 1000 with my son, cause I'm tryin' to raise a G
I'm no dummy, time is money, you wanna holla, pay your fee
That's my word, I got work, call me a temp agency
Yeah if rappin' don't pay off, I'mma have to rob these n***as
Have 'em comin' out the pocket fast as Robert Griffin
This game is just like when I'm slidin' in that b**hes cot
I started from the bottom now I'm tryin' to get on top
[Verse 4: Kenny Siegel]
Got plans to make haters who boo, boo hoo
I'm twice as chill as you dudes, too cool
Some pedal like they racin' on a Schwinn
But rap needs a breath of fresh air, we waitin' in the wind
Waitin' to win, we ain't tryin' to lose
But life can be a dick, some times it hard
Me escapin' the pen, after robbin' you
Only way this kid, will run out of bars
I didn't have a dime: change or a model
Like skeetin' from an*l, I came from the bottom
It's all G though, cause now you can find me
With a bad b**h sittin' by me who smitten by me
[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
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[Outro: Demetrius Capone]
Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, ay
C.O.B's the Untouchable Gang
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