Bottom To The Top - Z-Ro, Mike D

Bottom all the way to top

And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out

No doubt

I’m bout my paper so I had to smash

150 on my dash

So you know I’m rollin fast

All about my cash

Bottom all the way to top

And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out

No doubt

I’m bout my paper so I had to smash

150 on my dash

So you know I’m rollin fast

All about my cash

Since 16 I can remember a Benz on her

Now I’m out in Sunny California

On that marijuana

I’m talkin an ole G

And the drank got me leaning

Put the 84's on a '64 and show em how the gangsta leanin

I was at the bottom now I’m at the top

Switched up my style and they don’t like me now

I put it in yo face that’s why I stay on your mind

And y’all can keep hatin but I’mma stay on the grind

Can’t slack one second can’t lack one minute

Ain’t got a million yet daddy but the plot thicken

With that said I will kill niggas dad

Go to playing with my bread

And I’mma show you how to play it

Pass out four and a half

The hood a get ya (Third Ward)

Somebody should have told that boy I’m bout business

24/7 around the clock

That’s why I get it nonstop

From the Bottom to the Top (yea)

Bottom all the way to top

And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out

No doubt

I’m bout my paper so I had to smash

150 on my dash

So you know I’m rollin fast

All about my cash

Bottom all the way to top

And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out

No doubt

I’m bout my paper so I had to smash

150 on my dash

So you know I’m rollin fast

All about my cash

No weapon will prosper that’s formed against me (formed against me)

So you can pull the trigger til the clips are empty (clips are empty)

Or you can tie a rope in a noose and even lynch me (even lynch me)

If GOD ain’t ready for me to go you can’t send me (bitch)

You crab in a bucket holdin on to my leg (on to my leg)

Don’t wanna see me make over the edge

I’m full speed ahead

Nothing can stop me

Even if the prison block me

I’m a press 100,000 and sell each and every copy

From a Jalopy to a Jag

No more doing bad

Who go carry all the money I can’t fit in my pants

We eat offer more than a 130 hard hits

Got a 30 yard 6

For you dirty fraud tricks

Candy doors open and close

On the van and Magnum and the Lac

I remember where I came from and I ain’t going back

I ain’t talkin' about the hood

I’m talkin' about when it wasn’t all good

Understood

Bottom all the way to top

And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out

No doubt

I’m bout my paper so I had to smash

150 on my dash

So you know I’m rollin' fast

All about my cash

Ain’t no time to play

Pull it in perspective

Time for ho checkin bitch made nigga wreckin and collecting

Memory weapon selecting

Cause a mind is a terrible thing to waste

I’mma keep my mind in they face

Cause I’m thinkin throwed making decisions

On how to come up on another million

Even though my people wanna hate

I’m in love with my state, yes I am

How they feel about Texas I don’t give a damn

From the Bottom all the way to the top of another sticky situation

Too many women wanna have relations

I’m coastin

Inside of my trunk is a big commotion

Twelve 12's ripping it wide open

Don’t make me jump executive up in this bitch

Double breasted three piece suit with fedora and gator wing tips

Everyday of the week I sleep on satin and silk sheets

Cause I got em

At the top all the way from the bottom

Bottom all the way to top

And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out

No doubt

I’m bout my paper so I had to smash

150 on my dash

So you know I’m rollin fast

All about my cash

Bottom all the way to top

And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out

No doubt

I’m bout my paper so I had to smash

150 on my dash

So you know I’m rollin

Bottom all the way to top

And it seem like a struggle so I had to get out

No doubt

I’m bout my paper so I had to smash

150 on my dash

So you know I’m rollin fast

All about my cash