From The Bottom by Kamryn aka Kamryn Savage Lyrics
[Verse 1: Kamryn]
I do this shit for my moms everyday
I write on my pad you know I'm tryna get paid
I had the idea to make my own record label
Making a name for myself it really is a struggle
Coming from a small town with barely any buildings
I had to start from the bottom unlike these other niggas
Doing what I can just to keep my family happy
My dad always told me I would never be a rapper
But now look at me I'm more far than you could ever imagine my flows so tight it suffocates you when you listen
When you pressed play I may have burned your house down I'm so sorry my shit it just to hot now
They call me a lyrical genius in my town now
They heard uber everywhere they couldn't calm down
They hurried up and was looking up my SoundCloud
Sokb is what I've been shouting out
It took me 3 years just to get my shit together
All this success it put me on another level
I'm tryna progress but I know I gotta stay humble
Making money is what I want for my motha
[Verse 2: Kamryn]
Imma stay rapping its gon be the death of me
All these haters hating thinking they be testing me
But I'm not gonna let it get the best of me
I just wanna get my mom up out of poverty
Imma keep doing me stacking bandz up
Me and my niggas we running with our hands up
Caught my first case when me and my niggas stole a gun
Got left off easy bip to ritta huh
We was mobbin through the burg getting fucked up
Getting yelled at by my moms already know what's up
Wrote my first song at my grandmas funeral
Bip to nan I wish I coulda known you more
The day my sister died it was horrible
Spent everyday with her up in the hospital
Wish I coulda been there the day she woke up
All this shit that happened in my life's real fucked up
But I can't let all this get up under me
Its a new day I gotta smile differently
I'm so blessed to have so much support for me
Everyday I'm living its always extraordinary
I'm 16 and I'm still grinding hard
I'm in the studio and im doing what I want
I'm mixing tracks back to back on my drake shit
I'm a rapper I ain't cut out to babysit
I do this shit for my moms everyday
I write on my pad you know I'm tryna get paid
I had the idea to make my own record label
Making a name for myself it really is a struggle
Coming from a small town with barely any buildings
I had to start from the bottom unlike these other niggas
Doing what I can just to keep my family happy
My dad always told me I would never be a rapper
But now look at me I'm more far than you could ever imagine my flows so tight it suffocates you when you listen
When you pressed play I may have burned your house down I'm so sorry my shit it just to hot now
They call me a lyrical genius in my town now
They heard uber everywhere they couldn't calm down
They hurried up and was looking up my SoundCloud
Sokb is what I've been shouting out
It took me 3 years just to get my shit together
All this success it put me on another level
I'm tryna progress but I know I gotta stay humble
Making money is what I want for my motha
[Verse 2: Kamryn]
Imma stay rapping its gon be the death of me
All these haters hating thinking they be testing me
But I'm not gonna let it get the best of me
I just wanna get my mom up out of poverty
Imma keep doing me stacking bandz up
Me and my niggas we running with our hands up
Caught my first case when me and my niggas stole a gun
Got left off easy bip to ritta huh
We was mobbin through the burg getting fucked up
Getting yelled at by my moms already know what's up
Wrote my first song at my grandmas funeral
Bip to nan I wish I coulda known you more
The day my sister died it was horrible
Spent everyday with her up in the hospital
Wish I coulda been there the day she woke up
All this shit that happened in my life's real fucked up
But I can't let all this get up under me
Its a new day I gotta smile differently
I'm so blessed to have so much support for me
Everyday I'm living its always extraordinary
I'm 16 and I'm still grinding hard
I'm in the studio and im doing what I want
I'm mixing tracks back to back on my drake shit
I'm a rapper I ain't cut out to babysit