Mr. Mase, Master P, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - From The Bottom lyrics

[Mr. Mase, Master P, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - From The Bottom lyrics]

Came from the bottom, I had nothing
I couldn't even eat
This pretend to see what I done seen
Remember all them cold nights
Now I'm on my feet reminiscing the old
Brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
Remember all them cold nights
Now I'm on my feet reminiscing the old
Brought the hustle out of me

I remember them long nights
It was me and 3Three
Momma could never sleep at night
Cause we was in the streets
Was sellin' ratchets, we had 30's
And we had them B's
At the table, Montana counting pills
I'm rollin' weed i ain't never come in when
The lights went out
I was up in New York when
They broke in the house
I was steady hittin' licks when
We fell in a drought
Had just pulled off when them boys ran down
Give a fuck who you is, I'll never stand down
Had no key to the trap, I ain't have no phone
On the come up, I ain't had no hand-outs
Went in, went hard, and I got it on my own
And I swear that they don't know
What I been through i refuse to lose
All this shit that I been through
I ain't never go to school
Walk in that bitch and I'm breakin' the rules
Revolver, never throwin' out no clues
Let him run up and he making the news

Came from the bottom, I had nothing
I couldn't even eat
This pretend to see what I done seen
Remember all them cold nights
Now I'm on my feet reminiscing the old
Brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
Remember all them cold nights
Now I'm on my feet reminiscing the old
Brought the hustle out of me

I'm a star, how I finish, no sleep gang
Trappin' with the local legend
We got street fame minimize my casualties
It's goin' against the grain
I'm runnin' plays, Young P miller
Made a couple M's as a street dealer
I stayed true, free C miller
And it's No Limit 'til I see clearer
It was no love, I was overlooked
Now they show love, cause I'm over booked
I dropped one song, I know they shook
Man, that's fake love, cause I know the look

I was left out the equation
So I got it out the mud
Many niggas so impatient
Keep running 'til you run it up

Came from the bottom, I had nothing
I couldn't even eat
This pretend to see what I done seen
Remember all them cold nights
Now I'm on my feet reminiscing the old
Brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
Remember all them cold nights
Now I'm on my feet reminiscing the old
Brought the hustle out of me

These haters mad that we get it
I see they hate that we on
I pull that double R truck
I'ma get some top in your home
From the projects, to mansions
Niggas drippin' in ice
Hit the club with my niggas
We poppin' bottles tonight
Nigga came from the trappin'
To struggle and pain
From breakin' down bricks and
Taking over the game
Nigga shoes say Mayotte
If she bad I'ma body it
Nigga jump out a Rolls into a fuckin' Bugatti
I'm allergic to broke niggas
Don't fuck with no fake hoes
My youngins got Dracos, we catch you
It's case closed free my nigga Murda
We gon' thug 'til the end
I'm the plug and the shooter
All we do is just in

Came from the bottom, I had nothing
I couldn't even eat
This pretend to see what I done seen
Remember all them cold nights
Now I'm on my feet reminiscing the old
Brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
It brought the hustle out of me
Remember all them cold nights
Now I'm on my feet reminiscing the old
Brought the hustle out of me

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