The Bottom Songtext
von Ace Hood
The Bottom Songtext
Ace Hood]
Bottom of the map
Came outta′ here
You ain't realer than
Fuck outta here
Going way, way...
Way outta here
Said I wouldn′t pull through it
Fuck outta here
I know some people caught cases
I know some people on papers
I know some people won't name 'em
That owe me a couple more favors
You can make it, I did
You can take shit, I did
You can fake it, they did
All they hatin′ they did
Came out like a braveheart
Meet at the graveyard
Cannot compete with the face card
You are not safe for the safeguard
We in the [?]
Showtime at Apollo
Having shit like it′s a convo
Hit a round with the gonzo
Still stickin' to the task
Never trippin′ on the past
I ain't trippin′ on a damn thing 'less a nigga playin′ wit' my bag
What you doin' I done done it
People screamin′ one-hundred
I know the turf ′cause I'm from it
The fake be hurtin′ my stomach
Motivation my brother
Hit the gym and do wonders
Drop a tape and do numbers
Hit the bank for new hunda's
Shit cool, but be humble
If that′s ya lady, don't fumble
Praise God, I been covered
I made it outta′ that jungle
Bottom of the map
Came outta' here
You ain't realer than
Fuck outta here
Going way, way...
Way outta here
Said I wouldn′t pull through it
Fuck outta here
I know some people caught cases
I know some people on papers
I know some people won′t name 'em
That owe me a couple more favors
You can make it, I did
You can take shit, I did
You can fake it, they did
All they hatin′ they did
Uhh
Meet at the boat docks, I get your folks shot
I prayed oh I pray, got my momma' outta′ a dope spot
Best friends turn rival, had to fight for this title
Hollow tips in my rifle, my ol' girl was my idol
[?] you solider, you know there′s sharks in that water
My cousin taught me how to break it back and then we chop it down with that soda
I run laps around niggas
[?] sales on the hoes
I take my problems with pride, and I thank the Lord when they go
It's
Bottom of the map
Came outta' here
You ain′t realer than
Fuck outta here
Going way, way...
Way outta here
Said I wouldn′t pull through it
Fuck outta here
I know some people caught cases
I know some people on papers
I know some people won't name ′em
That owe me a couple more favors
You can make it, I did
You can take shit, I did
You can fake it, they did
All they hatin' they did
Bottom of the map
Came outta′ here
You ain't realer than
Fuck outta here
Going way, way...
Way outta here
Said I wouldn′t pull through it
Fuck outta here
I know some people caught cases
I know some people on papers
I know some people won't name 'em
That owe me a couple more favors
You can make it, I did
You can take shit, I did
You can fake it, they did
All they hatin′ they did
Came out like a braveheart
Meet at the graveyard
Cannot compete with the face card
You are not safe for the safeguard
We in the [?]
Showtime at Apollo
Having shit like it′s a convo
Hit a round with the gonzo
Still stickin' to the task
Never trippin′ on the past
I ain't trippin′ on a damn thing 'less a nigga playin′ wit' my bag
What you doin' I done done it
People screamin′ one-hundred
I know the turf ′cause I'm from it
The fake be hurtin′ my stomach
Motivation my brother
Hit the gym and do wonders
Drop a tape and do numbers
Hit the bank for new hunda's
Shit cool, but be humble
If that′s ya lady, don't fumble
Praise God, I been covered
I made it outta′ that jungle
Bottom of the map
Came outta' here
You ain't realer than
Fuck outta here
Going way, way...
Way outta here
Said I wouldn′t pull through it
Fuck outta here
I know some people caught cases
I know some people on papers
I know some people won′t name 'em
That owe me a couple more favors
You can make it, I did
You can take shit, I did
You can fake it, they did
All they hatin′ they did
Uhh
Meet at the boat docks, I get your folks shot
I prayed oh I pray, got my momma' outta′ a dope spot
Best friends turn rival, had to fight for this title
Hollow tips in my rifle, my ol' girl was my idol
[?] you solider, you know there′s sharks in that water
My cousin taught me how to break it back and then we chop it down with that soda
I run laps around niggas
[?] sales on the hoes
I take my problems with pride, and I thank the Lord when they go
It's
Bottom of the map
Came outta' here
You ain′t realer than
Fuck outta here
Going way, way...
Way outta here
Said I wouldn′t pull through it
Fuck outta here
I know some people caught cases
I know some people on papers
I know some people won't name ′em
That owe me a couple more favors
You can make it, I did
You can take shit, I did
You can fake it, they did
All they hatin' they did
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