Came up from the bottom
All I had was grind
For the love of the homies
Put it all on the line (x5)
For the love, nigga!
Come from rich city by the way
Got that wet too, got the bitches goin' cray
One thing about me, I'mma always get that cake
And I never gave a fuck what a nigga gotta say, okay
Bitch just flew back from L.A
Shorty seen the wave, got her wetter than a lake
I done earned my spot, so you know I'm here to stay
And I guess without a limit I
Better pop that safe when I rock that club
Comin' from the city where they cook a
I be gettin' to the commas, you got baby mamma drama
Hop up out the whip, that shit be clouded like a sauna
Still do it for the love, never givin' up
Even when I'm gone, go beyond and above
Started from the bottom but I never been a scrub
Got the power in my hands like a motherfuckin' plug
Real nigga shit
Skipper