Makk-E - Rose Gritty (feat. Iamjordan)

Started from the bottom
Headed to the top
Hustle game straight
I could never flop
I can't forget
I can't forget

Rip City
Yo, It's time to come and say what's up
Kings of the underground
And we just came to double up
Get it, Get it right
Markezi got that beat on lock
Real Talk
Came from London
That's a building block
So smooth, so gritty
Why this city love me
Very few who sit above me
Poppin like a cork of bubbly
Born to rap
And damn if I won't take it far
I'm a self starter
No breaks
Ridin pace cars
Untamed
I'm unmatched
About to pop the latch
About to feel the pressure
Full tank
Brought the match
Too sick
Dope dish
Pick "n" roll
It's all swish in the clutch
We ain't shootin bricks
Yeah, Yeah
I can teach you about the music biz
Gotta use ya head, yo
Supersede analysis
Be a catalyst
Ridin sadleless
Makk "n" Jordan buildin brands
Can't imagine this

Started from the bottom
Headed to the top
Hustle game straight
I could never flop
I can't forget
I can't forget
Where I
Come from
Where I
Come from
Where I
Come from
503, rip city til I die

Throw it back
To the rack
We the layup line
Full time, double digits
Paid, when we droppin dimes
Stage lit
Tight fit
Neptune Inside the cockpit
Full spiffs
Down to to pay
Down to split the take
Down to work everyday
Holidays, don't need a break
Double down
Took the house up at the Mandalay
Rolled through Punta Cana
Stole the show
Feel the ocean spray
At resorts,
Be celebrity
Want it everyday
What these haters got to say
No fret
No doubt
I can go for days
Ice pick
All cool
Sliding glass to ocean bays
This is Makk
Yo, I climbed my way up out the gutter
Chip up on my shoulder
Paved the way
Without a sputter
This is our day
Came for the holiday
So Smooth
Countin threads like Versasa

Started from the bottom
Headed to the top
Hustle game straight
I could never flop
I can't forget
I can't forget
Where I
Come from
Where I
Come from
Where I
Come from
503, rip city til I die

Uncrowded and fiesty
I'm a prince, not a step, Son
No re-runs
It's primetime and number one
Presence felt like robberies
The weight I bring is about a ton
I don't need gun
End careers in rhyme or tounge
Run bits, 24 diamond karats
Clean fresh sound
Hit in stereo like Dye blitzed
No lie
Hoping OG-One will feel this
Moda Center up
To my fans, I know ya hearin this
Slow crept
Got my ways like a two-step
I don't have to front
I got backing like a Getty Up
Getty up
Up, Up
Getty up
Yo, triple crown the Pharaoh's
Make these kids believe in raisin' up
Un-Proprietary
Connected like I-phone
Well Known
So, spammers gettin' postponed
This is Westcoast
Check ya clock
Yo, it's Lillard time in our zone

Started from the bottom
Headed to the top
Hustle game straight
I could never flop
I can't forget
I can't forget
Where I
Come from
Where I
Come from
Where I
Come from
503, rip city til I die

Written by:
Eric Nelson

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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