ILL Noddy - From The Bottom (feat. Joh Jo)

Yeah
Nauti Luther King send me bitches dreams
Yeah
Mmm
Look
I come from the bottom surrounded by snakes and lizards
Analyzing my moves, learning how they all slither
I'm focused more than I ever been even on pain killers
Pumping banks on a daily I'm chasing bank like a tellers
My heart been in these streets I got plenty tricks up my sweater
Took losses right after losses stayed down til it got better
Popeyes with the spinach just like Noddy With the lettuce
Playing with my veggies will turn cucumbers to relish
Diamonds links and gold don't try reaching for my carrots
This 40 come in pairs you don't wanna get embarrassed
Ain't no opps all my opps dead
Nina get to the blowing on some thot shyt
Bodies on top of bodies like a bunk bed
And I aint giving up shyt like closed legs
Ni**as on that broke shyt on that hoe shyt
Ain't no telling what I'm doing ni**a you don't know shyt
Yeah I been at the bottom ni**a know what roach is
They all trigger happy watch how you approach them
I been walking light cause this ice thin
I been on edge don't get yo lights dimmed
Never hated, on souls I dislike them
Not one of them Bytch I am Him
We pulling up with harps he got a violin
Dont bring that drama we bring violence
You scared to come outside let's be honest
Spin and double back and then rewind this
I come from the bottom surrounded by snakes and lizards
Analyzing my moves, learning how they all slither
I'm focused more than I ever been even on painkillers
Pumping banks on a daily I'm chasing bank like a tellers
My heart been in these streets I got plenty tricks up my sweater
Took losses right after losses stayed down til it got better
Put some bread in my account, pills bury my dough
Full of fetty and rose, gotta baby some butter my toast
And we don't smoke on dead people, we blow pressure on the coast
My wallet full of credit cards, this time max get swiped the most
Congested by the smoke, but I know, these ni**as can't breathe well
Say you see shells, my hustle got details, nah ni**a I don't need scales
But I need a bag, hoe, diverse my cash flow
Double up more, that's even if it come slow, long as the bread lay
Now look, I ain't worried about no ni**a or no bitch, I take flight
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't doing something right
All my life I been an underdog, hated on by all of y'all
I stand tall, sticking my finger holding my dick and balls
I come from the bottom, surrounded by snakes and lizards
Analyzing my moves, learning how they all slither
I'm focused more than I ever been, even on painkillers
Pumping banks on the daily, I'm chasing banks like a teller
My heart been in the streets, I got plenty tricks up my sweater
Took losses after losses, stayed down till it got better
Pop out with the spinach just like Naughty with the Lex
Playing with my veggies, we'll turn cucumbers to relish
Diamonds leaked in gold, don't try reaching for my cash
This 40 come in pairs, you don't wanna get embarrassed

Written by:
James Johnson

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