[Intro]

(Run that back, Turbo)

[Chorus]

Came from the bottom

Now the fans, they spot him (Woah, woah)

Talk of the topic

Can't even stop it (Woah, woah)

Lot of you copyin'

Here for the profits (Woah, woah)

Find you a hobby

'Cause it's bread on your noggin'

[Verse 1]

I'm lettin' the energy build up

Then show these lil' niggas you brick tough

Got the order in, nigga, we K'd up

It's a whole different way you was raised up

Ain't have shit, we would eat all the bread crusts

Talkin' crazy like they smokin' angel dust

I can have them boys leakin' out red stuff

Niggas saweetie (Sweet)

Never could be me

Not the boy with the orange Lamborghini

Yeah, the one match the hat to the beanie (Woah, woah)

'Bout to eat it, I'm greedy

In the coupe with my name in the seating

And you ain't seen it

You ain't seen it

I say fuck you, you know that I mean it

I don't care to hear none of your grievance

Hit me up, Gunna back takin' meetings

Sittin' back, but prepare for a reason

Told my dog, "Let's get back to this eatin'"

I was broke, but I still kept it decent

Now we way over decent

[Chorus]

Came from the bottom

Now the fans, they spot him (Woah, woah)

Talk of the topic

Can't even stop it (Woah, woah)

Lot of you copyin'

Here for the profits (Woah, woah)

Find you a hobby

'Cause it's bread on your noggin'

[Verse 2]

I think how to get money every day

Fuck these niggas, I don't wanna share space

Take a risk, hope it play out the best way

Gunna Wunna gone, I'm on the airway

Flyin' solo on niggas, the jet way

Got three M's worth of ice in the staircase

All that lookin', tell me, what's the stare rate

P got your bitch (Woah, woah)

P took your bitch on a dinner date

P got these boys with the bitter face

We pushin' up, better get it straight

I doubled up (Woah, woah)

Count my racks up on the interstate

Catchin' up with niggas any day

Lord still bless the kid in a better way, uh

Way better reader

Fuck them niggas, I don't even need 'em

Poppin' out with a different demeanor

Uh-uh, you ain't seen him

Yeah, yeah, know a nigga cleaner

Got 'em shocked 'cause the world wouldn't greet him

Steppin' up 'cause I'm really a leader

Answer this, do the world really need him?

[Chorus]

Came from the bottom

Now the fans, they spot him (Woah, woah)

Talk of the topic

Can't even stop it (Woah, woah)

Lot of you copyin'

Here for the profits (Woah, woah)

Find you a hobby

'Cause it's bread on your noggin'