I came from the bottom of the bottom, I ain't never going back Got my head to the sky and the city on my back Grind it, you know where you can find me Dead presidents, homie, cash rule, everything around me I came from the bottom of the bottom, I ain't never going back Got them Gucci loafs fitted and the plastic on my lap Grind it, you know where you can find me Dead presidents, homie, cash rule, everything around me Young brothers from the city, nigga Pinellas County born, South Florida raised Born in the slum where the young ain't saved Never had a crumb, so a thug I became Started selling dope just to get the new James My mama wasn't there, my daddy wasn't either So I said, *** school, the block was my teacher Wasn't good at math, but I can break down a half In the pot, let it rock and hit a block on smash That was how me and my niggas ate Addicted to the fast cash, we was all flipping big weight In and out of state, getting cake like we won the lotto Flying birds in the trunk like there's no tomorrow That's the code that we live by, die by So now that don't sit high when I ride by And BMU the only niggas that I ride for Till my eyes close, nigga I came from the bottom of the bottom, I ain't never going back Got my head to the sky and the city on my back Grind it, you know where you can find me Dead presidents, homie, cash rule, everything around me I came from the bottom of the bottom, I ain't never going back Got them Gucci loafs fitted and the plastic on my lap Grind it, you know where you can find me Dead presidents, homie, cash rule, everything around me Money is one hell of a motivation But it can put you in some ***ed up situations I learned how to flip that white But that white almost got me live Knock knock, the feds at the front door Half a brick in the toilet tryna flesh more What the *** I'ma do now How the *** I'ma get out On the road to riches and diamond rings Got a pistol on my lap tryna get this cream I'm tryna live that dream Stay fly like a nigga grew wings I'm so fly in them thousand dollar jeans D-Boy fresh, nigga, from my head to my feet And I'ma tell you like Peck told me Cash rule, everything around me I came from the bottom of the bottom, I ain't never going back Got my head to the sky and the city on my back Grind it, you know where you can find me Fed presidents, homie, cash rule, everything around me I came from the bottom of the bottom, I ain't never going back Got them Gucci looks fitted and the plastic on my lap Grind it, you know where you can find me Fed presidents, homie, cash rule, everything around me Oh yeah And see I'm the last one left, right? Nigga, got knocked off They got knocked off Yeah, got knocked off Got knocked off Got knocked off All my niggas got knocked off, right? I'm the last nigga left And I tell you what I do, right? I go holla at a solid nigga I get me a couple of solid, solid blocks Go lock *** down, Merc City I hold a mother***in' city down, nigga The whole mother***in' bank, nigga I put the city on my back, nigga A lot of y'all niggas wouldn't have been eatin' if it weren't for me You know what I'm sayin'? Niggas ain't even know their work was comin' from me I was sellin' work to this nigga, you know what I'm sayin'? And this other nigga is really buyin' work from this nigga And this nigga over here talkin' about I don't like that nigga too, *** that nigga, this, that, and the other nigga That worked for your nigga for you to eat, nigga *** you mean? I am that nigga, you know what I'm sayin'? Slippin' I would say next, but I ain't gon' say too much, you dig? Just know that I am really the young boss of the city, man Real talk, you know and I know now What it really is Gio *** with your nigga, man