To the bottom (feat. Paycheck)
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Hadda drop back to the bottom Jus to get my head on lock Stayin steady in my lane Move my way up to the top Like Lil Baby well get paid Rubber hands to hold the guap This start yeah the first page They'll be chapters when its done Hold the party at our place All the people on the block Turnt like Dugg I'm wit the gang Sippin whiskey out the box All these people know the name NBP been getting hot Drive the road build the name Until my wrist iced out wit rocks Don't try to ride my wave Or show up at my place Mood changing day by day Done with the mental games All of this toxic hate Somehow I catch the blame Constricts me like a snake Done with the endless shame Yeah the numbers running up Cant wait till moneys not a problem Only thing I'm tripping bout Is running up them commas Stackin up them bills Well smoke a pound in Gucci joggers Put my shawty in vitton Wit a handbag made from prada Yeah we whipping in the Audi Press the gas goin fast Like the flash Inna blur skirt skirt Off the meds I try to crash Know that I don't need no drama Tryna stack my cash Numbing lifes problems Smoking down on all this hash Pain builds barriers Mending wounds opens the door Yeah I give out the advice But find myself In remorse Felt so used and degraced Sip a 4 while I mourn Know we jus can't work But we both want more Hadda drop back to the bottom Jus to get my head on lock Stayin steady in my lane Move my way up to the top Like Lil Baby well get paid Rubber hands to hold the guap This start yeah the first page They'll be chapters when its done Hold the party at our place All the people on the block Turnt like Dugg I'm wit the gang Sippin whiskey out the box All these people know the name NBP been getting hot Drive the road build the name Until my wrist iced out wit rocks Every night I lay awake Im tryna think of all the options Post you on my story Now my homies needing caution Me you n my papa Throwing punches way too often Are you even mine Im committed but exhausted Blacked out in my head I might spiral Your voice in my head Its so vital I don't wanna fight When I know we've lost Cause I been takin names For my redemption I been taking blame When I know your wrong I don't feel the same And I notice tension But I can never wait Till were all done Hadda drop back to the bottom Jus to get my head on lock Stayin steady in my lane Move my way up to the top Like Lil Baby well get paid Rubber hands to hold the guap This start yeah the first page They'll be chapters when its done Hold the party at our place All the people on the block Turnt like Dugg I'm wit the gang Sippin whiskey out the box All these people know the name NBP been getting hot Drive the road build the name Until my wrist iced out wit rocks
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