Luyện nghe bài hát From Da Bottom

[Intro: Mill]
Young gettin' money
And we owe you niggas shit
I'm from Philly
We from the bottom
Come nothin'
And niggas got the nerve to ask me why I'm

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

[Bridge:
Seen some things that can't be
I was told these was pure as gold
I never told I never sold my
I just at every thing I dove

Guordan]
Nobody's going to da bottom
Nobody's to da bottom
I can't be every role model
I go back to the bottom

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

[Verse 3: Mill]
Last night I forgot to pray for shit I got today
The devil 'round the corner and the a block away
It's body after body very few of us a way
You gotta watch for the hook you sticking Dr. J
My defensive is like three and a brick wall
I get every time we go against ya'll
I'm on guard play the like I'm Chris Paul
You get like AI did Mike for this ball
For this you get shot, picked off
Cause in game we shooting metal like it's pin ball
I put this Mac to your like lip gloss
And do you right and put you on ice like

[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 role
Why nobody my model
I got my own son to
And my life is very
And my son expect me to walk through that door every
So any nigga try and stop my shine get it
All my out to get it
And we ain't never going to the bottom
None of my
I hear everybody
He spending too much money be
Man all that
Who was talking I was dead broke starving huh?
Ay Gutta, what these talking huh?
D.C. double M, G
We been jumped out the barrel on your crab ass
You me?
Milly, real nigga for life!