Lyrics:
We've been down to the bottom, stories we've got em
When we hit rock bottom
If you been there put your hands in the air
So let the lost know that
the story I was told (told)
Ice droppin', red bottom sky
Intrigued by the moment, look like she know why
Ice droppin', red bottom sky
Ice on my feet, I
that it'd
Be a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump
So we took the half-a-ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red
You're gonna see a shadow
Midnight playing tricks with your head
A silhouette float down the hallway
And you'll reach for the light by your bed
without a fear
All along you have been the song that I want to hear
I've been down the darkest alleys
Been to the bottom where the angels cry
Thought
You're gonna see a shadow
Midnight playing tricks with your head
A silhouette float down the hallway
And you'll reach for the light by your bed
I got your picture, I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
When the lights go
I got your picture, I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
When the lights go
America Is Brutal And Meek Mill Is A Hero
Cover Story: Meek Mill is one of
Our generation's greatest street rappers
But can he thrive in
the bottom, way down in Key West
Key West is the place to go
Down by the Gulf of Mexico
Beyond the sea, beyond the shifting sand
Key West is the gateway
business
Bottom line, end of the story
Period sentence wanna walk with me
Follow thru the entrance
So we could post up on the block
Sit on the benches favor
and all those out of reach
From the block, from the bottom to the top
We built it block by block, we built it block by block
Yeah, they say by
Crime stories
You get, boy, no glory
Not in these crime stories
I'm tellin? you right now, no glory
Scene I
Too Big and the Hammer rollin? on a hit
throw him down
to the bottom of a well, so that he will be picked up by some caravan of travelers
They said, O our father, why do you not trust us with
Way back 2008
Car's packed four in back that's okay
Windows down drive around
No destination but we're screaming with the breakdown
Felt like heaven
Down by the crossroad
Yeah
Where my story will be told
Yeah
Let him know
This youngin never did fold
If I never get to see the day I'm old
I pray to God
Feelin' that old story every time we kiss
I taste somethin' strange you're leavin' on my lips
Now we're gonna hit the bottom when you tell me what
I like to read stories from the bottom of the world
Although they've all been told before
You wanna stay 25 for a couple more years
But be careful
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
story don't end happily
He drifted by with a fishgig in his eye
Down at the bottom of the Sea
Down at the bottom was treasure galore
But guarding it so
living life in style
Dollar bills piling up, mile by mile (piling up)
The grind to the shine, we're on that pitch
Writing a story, tale of getting rich (my
Influenced by a TRU nigga ain't no fear in death
Breather life nigga I spit it until my last breath
V I S I O N morherfucking plug
This the Finest Music thug
Don't know how to put it down, down, down
Don't know how to put it down
Buy myself another round, round, round
By myself no one around
Drinking on my
was daft
His story don't end happily
He drifted by with a fish-gig in his eye
Down at the bottom of the sea
Down at the bottom was treasure galore
But
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