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[Scott Storch]A nigga came from the bottom, down below’Member them cold nights, I was sleepin’ on the floorAlways dreamed about the Forgiato feet, now they down belowA nigga got so much money on me, I can’t count no more

‘Member I was in the project walls, couldn’t even get a loanNow these niggas got they hands out, if I ain’t give it, I’d be wrong’Member I was in the county jail none of these bitches wasn’t pickin’ up the phoneNow they bangin’ my line, I ain’t got time no more

A nigga started from the bottom, now I’m livin’Early morning, uncle whippin’ in the kitchenSome people said I couldn’t do it and then I did itLook at my bank account, I’m runnin’ up the digitsI ain’t into all that “Doin’-that-facade” shitI walk it, I talk it, I live it

Come to the bird house, look at the garage, niggaMy Bentley coupe got a couple pigeonsI was down on my ass, had to go a new directionBought mom a Gucci purse, gave her 10 racks, told her you ain’t gotta stress itIt ain’t even an emergency and a nigga ’bout to pull up in a 911Just to feed my dawgs, I told God it’s a blessin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

A nigga came from the bottom, down below’Member them cold nights, I was sleepin’ on the floorAlways dreamed about the Forgiatto feet, now they down belowA nigga got so much money on me, I can’t count no more

Down below, down belowDown below, down below-ow-ow-owDown below, down belowDown below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah yeah

Yeah, I never took the safe routeNigga came from the bottom, I had to make it outI was trappin’ in the box, I had to break outHurt my soul when the feds kicked down the vacant houseBlack truck on the corner, they had a stakeoutSeen a dopeboy pullin’ out a Wraith out

Had to get up out the hood to the lake houseThe head chef ’bout to bring my steak outI was pourin’ up the liters, swipin’ them VisasThey think a nigga Rondo ’cause I always kept a NinaNow my jewelry wetter than Aquafina, quick trip to CatalinaWhite bitch bad as Selena, fuck her, then a nigga gotta leave

I just wanna shine like the Wraith roof stars ’cause a nigga been down so longAin’t nobody see, bird vision, dawg, got it all on our own’Member them nights I was drivin’, I was trappin’ all night longNow I keep a shooter on the rightJust in case a nigga try to do me wrong (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

A nigga came from the bottom, down below (down below)’Member them cold nights, I was sleepin’ on the floor (sleepin’ on the floor, yeah)Always dreamed about the Forgiatto feet, now they down belowA nigga got so much money on me, I can’t count no more

Down below (down below), down below (yeah, yeah)Down below, down below-ow-ow-owDown below, down belowDown below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah, yeah

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeahScott, you lit this bitch up, niggaYeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeahYeah yeah, down belowDown below, down below, down belowDown below, down below

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