Ground Up

Lyrics

[Intro] I built this shit from the ground up (built) this shit from the ground up I built this shit from the ground up I built this shit from the ground up [Verse 1] I'm just a team player, while every man for self You stand for nothing, probably can't stand yourself Fuck a handout, running round demanding help Used to be the help, now I'm the man myself I went from rags to riches, now the new S-Claass is tinted Work I was stashing, get it Only way cash is given You be so mad at niggas, jealous and bitter Go get some money, bummy dummy Get a dweller, my nigga Please remember not to stress the watch in all of your pictures That just screams you ain't used to having jewlery and skrilla This winter, shit, I might just get another chinchilla Full length, why not? Shit, I'm no longer a dealer I've been minding my business, and running it too I turn one into two, went from a bus to a coupe Five thousand dollar fit, and it ain't nothing to do But it's nothing to a boss, but probably something to you [Chorus] I built this shit from the ground up Bagging pounds up, moving brown dust Used to chase bitches, now them same bitches hound us You ain''t for the cause, nigga, get the fuck from round us I built this shit from the ground up Bagging pounds up, moving brown dust Used to chase bitches, now them same bitches hound us You ain''t for the cause, nigga, get the fuck from round us [Verse 2] I'm in a G Waggen, with Amiri jeans sagging Whole sleeve dancing, niggas can't stand it Next day, a five series with the roof vanish And he started with an eight ball, how did dude manage? Actually, a half track, I can't give you half facts That would be a whole lie, chain cost a whole pie Used to be a lil nigga, hanging with the old guys Soaking up game, I was studdieing the whole time Niggas be all for self, til they money low Then everything is gang gang and bro bro Real leaders show they people where they gotta go And this how we gon' do it, if you with it, come on, let's roll Moving in silance, less announcements Used to slice ounces, now I got accountants Next crib coming with a gate and a fountain The reason why you broke, is 'cause your grown ass allowed it [Chorus] I built this shit from the ground up Bagging pounds up, moving brown dust Used to chase bitches, now them same bitches hound us You ain''t for the cause, nigga, get the fuck from round us I built this shit from the ground up Bagging pounds up, moving brown dust Used to chase bitches, now them same bitches hound us You ain't for the cause, nigga, get the fuck from round us