MUN ZAY - Bottom Boy lyrics

I try to make a way but it won't pan out
These niggas they fanned out, two-timing
They pick the wrong timing to cross me
Fucked around you done lost me
For your head it's gone cost me
I don't care that's a couple hundred
For you to get to running
Keep that choppa bussin
Keep them niggas spinning
Only two can play but only one is winning
Everday I pray but I'm still sinning
Walk that boy down
Just like a selfie I'm grinning
Son of a sinner yeah I ain't forgiven
If you cross me once put that beam on you
Ain't no second time cus you worm food
Ain't no third time cus you six
Knock you seven, knock you eight feet
I hope you burn in Hell, pussy rest in pee

I ain't have a dollar boy


I was stuck at the bottom
You could say, bottom boy rags to riches
This a love story about the money
Bitches would look at me funny
Now they asking for rides
Now they asking for handouts
Bitch you won't play me this time
I know how to flip it
I know how to run up them digit's
I know that they stay in my mentions
They keep making comments, Imma knock
Off they front end alignment
Until them boys get the assignment
Yeah, they some bitches
Yeah they some pussies
Crossed by my close friend that
Shit really shook me
Imma find him and leave that bitch empty
Talking bout the clip
Can't wait to see him trip
Spit that hot shit, he a opp now
Take his top down sun up from sundown
We gone find him and hit
That boy with them shells
CTB steppers in my city
It ain't a lot of us but we get the job done
That shit really gritty, nothing is pretty
We gone spin back to back
Might even hit up ya mama
Just for fucking with me we CTB
Niggas roll deep if I pull out
Brodie get to bussin wit me
Shit is too simple
Fucking wit me get popped like a pimple
Yeah he a burb baby, residental resident
What you know bout window tint
Just cause you ate on that ramen and wore all
That red it don't mean you the shit
What do you mean? I'm saying you a
Bitch you ain't cut like I'm cut
I'm too legit
In it to win it I'll never quit
Even when I'm dead that shit wil still kick
I got shooters they strapped
Just like Presidential
Well come and shoot up your residential
Got no respect
I'll put this blick to your neck
You ain't seen nothing
Just cus I'm little don't mean I
Won't leave you in puddles
Your momma said "boy he some trouble"
On my soul she wasn't lying
I don't even know why you trying
You think you tough as Hell
You ain't hiding that makes it easy
Please belive me I ain't signing no treaty
This is a war, I ain't stopping
Till you on the floor, damn

I try to make a way but it won't pan out
These niggas they fanned out, two-timing
They pick the wrong timing to cross me
Fucked around you done lost me
For your head it's gone cost me
I don't care that's a couple hundred
For you to get to running
Keep that choppa bussin
Keep them niggas spinning
Only two can play but only one is winning
Everday I pray but I'm still sinning
Walk that boy down
Just like a selfie I'm grinning
Son of a sinner yeah I ain't forgiven
If you cross me once put that beam on you
Ain't no second time cus you worm food
Ain't no third time cus you six
Knock you seven, knock you eight feet
I hope you burn in Hell, pussy rest in pee

You laughing and you joking till you choking
I don't need no pills or no potion, to slide
Somebody finna die, I got blood in my eyes
Been a minute since I cried
This shit really ain't no lie
I ain't scared of a cell
If I can't make bail
I ain't scared of no Hell
I'll just meet you there
Make that glizzy shake
Ain't no quake lil nigga
Pull that shit lil nigga
Ego getting big lil nigga
That's the death of you
Take yo breath from you
I don't care, dig you up spin again
You already dead, let's go again
Let's go get graphic, catch you in traffic
Now I'm fantasizing about
Catching you lacking
Walk you down, face shots then it's tragic
Fade to black and you know we ain't acting
Ha