From the Bottom
Lakeyah
From the Bottom 歌詞
[Intro]
(Ayy, Heavy, turn the beat up, though)
[Chorus]
Came from the bottom, now we up like attic
Just walked in the jeweler and bust down a Patek
Was down to my last, now Im livin lavish
Now I do foreigns when Im out in traffic (Damn)
I swear this shit feel like magic (Voilà)
Different colors in the chain ( Tada)
I tap the gas, that bitch, it go (Bye-bye)
Broke bitches talkin, aint sayin (Nada)
[Verse 1]
I thought I told all you bitches Im with it (With it)
No, Im not lettin up off of you niggas (Nah, nah)
My foot on the gas, I been on they ass (Uh-huh)
Bitch, I got on, now Im makin em feel it
Poppin my shit, that lil bitch be trippin (Yeah)
Started on IG, Im makin a livin (Rich)
These bitches be streamin my shit just to hate off the rip
Off these bitches, Im makin a killing, yeah (Bitch, Im poppin)
My life a movie, these hoes gon watch it (They watch it)
New drip on, you hoes cant cop it (Cant cop it)
Ice on ice, my wrist game hockey (Ice)
Switch my nigga when I please, thats options
Might be toxic
But a bitch this bad cant never be locked in
Whatever I want, lil bitch, Im coppin
I aint tryna bag no nigga less he takin me shoppin, bitch
[Chorus]
Came from the bottom, now we up like attic
Just walked in the jeweler and bust down a Patek
Was down to my last, now Im livin lavish
Now I do foreigns when Im out in traffic (Damn)
I swear this shit feel like magic (Voilà)
Different colors in the chain (Tada)
I tap the gas, that bitch, it go (Bye-bye)
Broke bitches talkin, aint sayin (Nada)
[Verse 2]
Bitch, Im different
Im in my bag, wont catch no feelings (Nah, nah)
Whatever I rap, lil bitch, Im livin (I am)
Cartier wrist off the LV wristlet (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, Im gifted
Slim lil bitch look just like Jada (Pinkett)
Serve straight looks, but I aint no waiter (Yeah)
Real pimp shit, I keep shit player (I do)
That boy an eater, this pussy gon cater
Give him right back if he stressin me
Im not your bitch, nigga, please stop textin me (Please)
I dont like niggas who steady be pressin me
Aint got a check, then bitch, you aint checkin me (Huh?)
Niggas be hatin, these bitches look jealousy (Yeah)
Been poppin my shit, no, you cant get ahead of me (Not at all)
Keyah the G.O.A.T., lil bitch, you could never be
Bitches aint ****in with me, respectfully