Byron Bank - From the Bottom

From the bottom it started but now luxurious thangs
From the bottom it started but now luxurious thangs

From the bottom it started but now luxurious thangs (hold up)
The currency speaking that be that foreign exchange (you know)
Go hard or go home, the motto still be the same (let's go)
From the mid-range we shooting suggest you stay in your lane (blah)
From the bottom it started but now luxurious thangs (hold up)
The currency speaking that be that foreign exchange (you know)
Go hard or go home, the motto still be the same (let's go, let's go)
From the mid-range we shooting suggest you stay in your lane (b-b-blah)

Look, off the rip I admit nigga I'm taken back
Let grays show this verse, no cap
I went from overdrawn fees in my account to a hundred racks
I pulled up in a Benz with no deal that's straight facts
I took the nothing's life gave me my nigga and painted tracks
Fuck the Mona Lisa I'll give you 16 Chapels for a couple racks
And even though this money does nothing to fix what I lack
It's the sheer reason I have the audacity to get on this track
I'm from the bottom, so when I spit it, you hear the grime and grit
This verse the shit, bathroom break I made time for this shit
I'm outta line for this shit, back on my grind in this bitch
If she ain't want me before the dough I got no time for that bitch
Niggas'll fuck up your life for the capital, you know I ain't never lied
Climb the walls and fuck everything up, fuck 45
I'm on my MOB forever nigga that's my demeanor
And my daddy from the bottom nigga, got this shit from senior

From the bottom it started but now luxurious thangs (hold up)
The currency speaking that be that foreign exchange (you know)
Go hard or go home, the motto still be the same (let's go)
From the mid-range we shooting suggest you stay in your lane (blah)
From the bottom it started but now luxurious thangs (hold up)
The currency speaking that be that foreign exchange (you know)
Go hard or go home, the motto still be the same (let's go, let's go)
From the mid-range we shooting suggest you stay in your lane (b-b-blah)

This the bottom line and so current, when I start the shit it's on purpose
No need to act or rehearse it, my soul in all these verses
At my bartending my business, keep these thirsty hoes at a distance
'Cause these bars quenching their thirst, really though this light work
See it feels right when I celebrate, know my strong days be my weekdays
Enemies are still friends to me, fuck all you niggas that's in between
Care less who's best dressed, married to the game but I pimp it
See I'm on time and way past due, haters claim that I'm late on it
Found my style made a wave on it, now the surfs up 'cause I prayed on it
Back straight to that business though, get the bag and invest that hoe
Spending it don't hit the same, it's a different vibe when you let it grow
Broke niggas so mad lame, break the bank for some spare change
Back then really wasn't it, but I found the key and discovered it
Bad news turned good news, now I'm eating really really good food
It was all a dream but it came true, I done came down and still came through
Going back that's bad move, gone take some getting use to

From the bottom it started but now luxurious thangs (hold up)
The currency speaking that be that foreign exchange (you know)
Go hard or go home, the motto still be the same (let's go)
From the mid-range we shooting suggest you stay in your lane (blah)
From the bottom it started but now luxurious thangs (hold up)
The currency speaking that be that foreign exchange (you know)
Go hard or go home, the motto still be the same (let's go, let's go)
From the mid-range we shooting suggest you stay in your lane (b-b-blah)

I'm from the bottom (yeah)
But now I'm up (okay)
Miss me with that bullshit 'cause I don't give a fuck (and I ain't never did)
New Js, braids, fresh fade (yeah)
This shit hit different can a pimp get paid (oh yeah)

Written by:
Byron Jones, Ronald Carmouche

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