Freddie Gibbs, Bun B - Rock Bottom lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs, Bun B - Rock Bottom lyrics]
Damn, it can't get no worse then this
Cause I done hit rock bottom
I'm a get up on a muthafuckin sack and a
Big ass bottle to solve all my problems
I'm goin in circles man, goin in circles man
Sometimes I feel like feel like
I'm goin in circles man
Damn, if you man put some
Muthafuckin food on the table
That's what she said but still a nigga
Wasn't able to get up some
Bread for the rent, lights, and cable
The gas and water
She actin like I'm tryna starve her
And I know the baby growin
And her belly gotta eat too only thing I
Got left is this gun on my belt
If I can't feed myself how I'm a feed you
How I'm a ride with this tank on empty
Sellin yola hopin that the jakes don't get
Me cause when I leave the crib
Man that thang go with me my nigga
From the jets got stained for a
50 sack of the hard tryna match you a
Broad gotem shot up in his car
By a muthafuckin dope fiend a bitch tryna get
A fix put my nigga in a ditch
We been hittin dem licks since we was 14
Now they say you inna
Calmer place I could'nttell
By the looks on yo momma face
Now everytime she look at me I
See a look of disgrace
She disappointed by the dreams we
Was lookin to chase
Cause we was cookin the base and
We was flippin the spinach
And if a nigga violated then
We handled our business
We neva knew one day the street
Shit a catch up with us
And I don't roll with many niggas you
Was one of the realest I'm like
Damn, it can't get no worse then this
Cause I done hit rock bottom
I'm a get up on a muthafuckin sack and a
Big ass bottle to solve all my problems
I'm goin in circles man, goin in circles man
Sometimes I feel like feel like
I'm goin in circles man
Damn, open my mailbox and all I get
To see is bill after bill
Shit kinda slow ain't no real
Money been comin in
But yo I still got ten on the kill
Ten on the drank
A nigga be on ten when I'm sober to get
Me over keep me full of the poison
My nigga rich doin a bid
They sent the boys in
To getem if woulda been witem
I woulda joined him
And now I'm out here lurkin
The streets with no work
Feelin like my throat been cut with no plug
You know just what I mean if
You eva done sold drugs
Finna rob me a nigga cause
I ain't got no love
And I ain't got no qualification
For no career move
People up in corporate america
Probly fear dude
Cause I done hit rock bottom
I'm a get up on a muthafuckin sack and a
Big ass bottle to solve all my problems
I'm goin in circles man, goin in circles man
Sometimes I feel like feel like
I'm goin in circles man
Damn, if you man put some
Muthafuckin food on the table
That's what she said but still a nigga
Wasn't able to get up some
Bread for the rent, lights, and cable
The gas and water
She actin like I'm tryna starve her
And I know the baby growin
And her belly gotta eat too only thing I
Got left is this gun on my belt
If I can't feed myself how I'm a feed you
How I'm a ride with this tank on empty
Sellin yola hopin that the jakes don't get
Me cause when I leave the crib
Man that thang go with me my nigga
From the jets got stained for a
50 sack of the hard tryna match you a
Broad gotem shot up in his car
By a muthafuckin dope fiend a bitch tryna get
A fix put my nigga in a ditch
We been hittin dem licks since we was 14
Now they say you inna
Calmer place I could'nttell
By the looks on yo momma face
Now everytime she look at me I
See a look of disgrace
She disappointed by the dreams we
Was lookin to chase
Cause we was cookin the base and
We was flippin the spinach
And if a nigga violated then
We handled our business
We neva knew one day the street
Shit a catch up with us
And I don't roll with many niggas you
Was one of the realest I'm like
Damn, it can't get no worse then this
Cause I done hit rock bottom
I'm a get up on a muthafuckin sack and a
Big ass bottle to solve all my problems
I'm goin in circles man, goin in circles man
Sometimes I feel like feel like
I'm goin in circles man
Damn, open my mailbox and all I get
To see is bill after bill
Shit kinda slow ain't no real
Money been comin in
But yo I still got ten on the kill
Ten on the drank
A nigga be on ten when I'm sober to get
Me over keep me full of the poison
My nigga rich doin a bid
They sent the boys in
To getem if woulda been witem
I woulda joined him
And now I'm out here lurkin
The streets with no work
Feelin like my throat been cut with no plug
You know just what I mean if
You eva done sold drugs
Finna rob me a nigga cause
I ain't got no love
And I ain't got no qualification
For no career move
People up in corporate america
Probly fear dude