Luyện nghe bài hát From Da Bottom

[Intro: Mill]
Young niggas gettin'
And we don't owe you shit
I'm from Philly
We come from the
Come from
And niggas got the to ask me why I'm stuntin?

[Verse 1: Meek
I'da sip Ciroc Diddy, drunk Spade with Hov
In the vip of the 40, with some hoes
Had my grip on my forty, was at that stove
The same night work got cooked half sold
A pyrex and a beam
Mr. King had a dream we ain't miss a fiend
Talking to these niggas with my Listerine
If I was there you know we ball, Mr.
I'm talking LIV Sunday blowing hella
Just getting right in my life I been from hell and back
I'm just nice and I don't write so you can tell 'em that
I'm making up for nights when I was selling crack
On the corner in the cold try'na sling O's
And half my niggas in the city went the code
Them niggas told, partying them niggas bold
But I'm like fuck it I'm young and it them niggas old
Take a walk up to that mirror boy at yourself
You see a getta or a just lookin' for help
And every night I'm in the killing myself
A lot of hate me now cause I'm feeling myself
Fuck em'
screaming be humble, boy be humble
But ain't nobody say that my stomach used to rumble
Looked in a cell I seen my dreams crumble
Now I'm out here you can here the bee's bumble

Buordan]
Seen some that can't be told
I was told these roads was pure as
I told I never sold my soul
I went at every thing I dove

[Hook:
Nobody's back to da bottom
Nobody's going to da
I can't be every nigga model
I can't go to the bottom

[Verse 2: Meek
Niggas getting high, just to take the away
When I'm just getting by million for a rainy day
Off season but I practice like I got a today
And everybody gon' make it out it's a shame to say
Feeling like Mike before the fade
I'm like should I take the shot? or let it fade
And all this love I'm getting ain't gon' take the away
But these motivate me in a crazy way
Ain't no I in team - what I done seen
It's every man for himself well, until I
I put my niggas on paper, we swarm like lions when they smell blood
When shatters they sell love like cocaine
Or heroin from I'm Cobain
I'm up I did my own thing
want my soul and my body for a little chain
I'm dancing with the Illuminati call it Soul

[Verse 3: Meek
Last night I forgot to for shit that I got today
The devil 'round the corner and the reaper a away
It's body after body few of us find a way
You watch for the hook like you sticking Dr. J
My defensive is like three fences and a wall
I get soft every we go against ya'll
I'm on guard the point like I'm Chris Paul
You get crossed AI did Mike for this ball
For this you get shot, picked off
Cause in this game we shooting metal like pin ball
I put this Mac to face like lip gloss
And do you right and put you on ice Lindros

[Outro: Mill]
I started with a dollar and a
And I'm willing to go and get it by any
I can't be every nigga model
Why nobody my model
I got my own son to
And my is very precious
And my son expect me to walk that door every night
So any try and stop my shine gotta get it
All my out to get it
And we never going back to the bottom
None of my
I hear talking
He spending too much be humble
Man fuck all
Who was talking I was dead broke starving huh?
Ay Gutta, what these niggas talking
It's D.C. M, G
We jumped out the barrel on your crab ass niggas
You me?
Meek Milly, real for life!