Started From The Bottom

Still in the basement, where it started

Started from the bottom, now we here

Courtside, you would think I was a Cleveland Cavalier

I’m talking 30,000 feet up in the air

In Dan's lair, 30 minutes later all the fans cheer, bitch

You ain’t seen this power since LeBron

I went to vegas for my 22nd, rented out the Palms

Now they say illuminati is the cause

Or maybe everyone of y’all is lazy and I worked hard

I ain’t never bowing down for a dollar

Selling my soul to a charter

I wouldn’t even take a buck from my father

But they weren't saying that back in the day

When I was hustling tickets to my shows, ask dante

And I heard tempers heating up like a filet

Talking 'bout they run my city when they livin in LA

Sucker, I ain’t hearin nothing bout a word

Talked about it, been about it, bitch I got what I deserved

See I don’t know why everybody mad

You had your chance and you blew it

Meanwhile, I’m young and I’m ruthless

Meanwhile, the dumb are influenced

Thinking you live like the music

Don’t be foolish

My shooters make your face maroon like the Hoosiers (braahh)

Suckers always wanna talk funny

Broke motherfuckers never wanna talk money

And since I was being quiet in the past

I’m on the top looking down, kiss my ass

Still in the game with my same clique

Still with the hood bitches fuck Cambridge

And when they wanna know if I’m real

I say: Bitch I ran my city 'fore I ever had a deal

Kells

Little bitch

For my city

EST, what the fuck?

Lace up!