Lyrics From The Bottom - Mr. Mase, Master P, Young Boy

From The Bottom

Came from the bottom, I had nothing, I couldn’t even eat
, this pretend to see what I done seen
Remember all them cold nights, now I’m on my feet
Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
Remember all them cold nights, now I’m on my feet
Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me
I remember them long nights, it was me and 3Three
Momma could never sleep at night, cause we was in the streets
Was sellin' ratchets, we had 30's, and we had them B’s
At the table, Montana counting pills, I’m rollin' weed
I ain’t never come in when the lights went out
I was up in New York when they broke in the house
I was steady hittin' licks when we fell in a drought
Had just pulled off when them boys ran down
Give a fuck who you is, I’ll never stand down
Had no key to the trap, I ain’t have no phone
On the come up, I ain’t had no hand-outs
Went in, went hard, and I got it on my own
And I swear that they don’t know, what I been through
I refuse to lose, all this shit that I been through
I ain’t never go to school, walk in that bitch and I’m breakin' the rules
Revolver, never throwin' out no clues
Let him run up and he making the news
Came from the bottom, I had nothing, I couldn’t even eat
, this pretend to see what I done seen
Remember all them cold nights, now I’m on my feet
Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
Remember all them cold nights, now I’m on my feet
Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me
I’m a star, how I finish, no sleep gang
Trappin' with the local legend, we got street fame
, minimize my casualties, it’s goin' against the grain
I’m runnin' plays, Young P. Miller
Made a couple M’s as a street dealer
I stayed true, free C. Miller, and it’s No Limit 'til I see clearer
It was no love, I was overlooked
Now they show love, cause I’m over booked
I dropped one song, I know they shook
Man, that’s fake love, cause I know the look
I was left out the equation, so I got it out the mud
Many niggas so impatient, keep running 'til you run it up
Came from the bottom, I had nothing, I couldn’t even eat
, this pretend to see what I done seen
Remember all them cold nights, now I’m on my feet
Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
Remember all them cold nights, now I’m on my feet
Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me
These haters mad that we get it, I see they hate that we on
I pull that double R truck, I’ma get some top in your home
From the projects, to mansions, niggas drippin' in ice
Hit the club with my niggas, we poppin' bottles tonight
Nigga came from the trappin', to struggle and pain
From breakin' down bricks and taking over the game
Nigga shoes say Mayotte, if she bad I’ma body it
Nigga jump out a Rolls into a fuckin' Bugatti
I’m allergic to broke niggas, don’t fuck with no fake hoes
My youngins got Dracos, we catch you, it’s case closed
Free my nigga Murda, we gon' thug 'til the end
I’m the plug and the shooter, all we do is just in
Came from the bottom, I had nothing, I couldn’t even eat
, this pretend to see what I done seen
Remember all them cold nights, now I’m on my feet
Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
Remember all them cold nights, now I’m on my feet
Reminiscing the old, brought the hustle out of me