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| yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup (chorus) i came from the bottom of the bottom i aint never goin back got my head to the sky and the city on my back grindin you know where you can find me dead presidents homie cash rule everything around me i came from the bottom of the bottom i aint never goin back got them gucci locs fitted and the plastic on my lap grindin you know where u can find me dead presidents homie cash rule everything around me (verse 1) ??? ??? ??? south florida raised born in the slums where the young aint safe never had a crum so a thug i became starded sellin dope just to get the new j's my momma wasnt there my daddy wasnt either so i said f**k school the block was my teacher wasnt good at math but i could break down a half in the pot let it rock? in the block on smash that was high me and my niggas ate ate addicted to the fast cash we was all flippin big weight in and out a state gettin cake like we won the lotto flyin birds in the trunk like theres no tomorow thats the code that we live by die by so now they dont sit high when i ride by and BMU the only niggas that i ride for til my eyes close nigga (chorus) (verse2) money its one hell of a motivation but it could put you in some f**ked up situations i learned how to flip that white but that white almost got me life knock knock the feds at the front door half a brick in the toilet trynna flush more what the f**k imma do now im locked up how the f**k imma get out on the road to riches and diamond rings got a pistol on my lap tryna get this green im tryna live that dream stay fly like a nigga grew wings im so fly in em thousand dollar jeans d-boy fresh nigga from my head to my feet and im a tell ya like bank? told me cash rule everything around to be (chorus) |
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