Straight From Da Bottom by Skyonna Lyrics
[Intro]
Breakfast time I stare (stare)
Across the table at an empty chair
Straight from the 843
When you hear this shit, you gone know it’s me
Life's so lonely living without you
The whole day I just think about you
[Chorus]
Straight from the bottom
Came out the mud
I been posted up in the trenches with thugs
I’m always turnt up, I stay strapped in the club
I’m not pulling up, unless you show me a dub
Straight from the bottom
My shoes they been muddy
They all on my dick, but back then they didn’t love me
Thuggin’ in this bitch
I make sure shit get ugly
Got off my ass
Had to get me some money
Show off my ass in this gamе shit, it ain’t funny
Ain’t chasing no bread, we call his ass “crumby”
Turned on a bеat, I hopped on like a bunny
Niggas wanna fuck me and these bitches trynna be my buddy
Damn, I pray for [?]
Sometimes a thug just need a hug
“You ever wash your clothes in the tub?”
“Have yo people in the feds just for selling drugs?”
[Verse 1]
But back to the point tho
And the trap loaded, bitch we got the [?] out
If a bitch try me, they know imma blackout
Fuck with one nigga cuz he blow my back out
And my other nigga know he bring the racks out
Shit could get ugly, fist fight, make [?] tap out
I’m bout to cut up, my dog got the mop out
My partner had beef, we pull up, had a cookout
[Verse 2]
Still free my uncle
They won’t let my thug out
Still free my uncle
They won’t let my thug out
They fuck with Skyonna
They say that bitch thugged out
We from the country, [?] mud out
[?] biggest bitch in the club
Catch me with my mug out
Life is a game, well catch me in the dugout
Got everything you need
Hit me when yo plug out
You ain’t gang, you can’t hang
Told that bitch, “get the fuck out”
Only way is up now
[Chorus]
Straight from the bottom
Came out the mud
I been posted up in the trenches with thugs
I’m always turnt up, I stay strapped in the club
I’m not pulling up, unless you show me a dub
Straight from the bottom
My shoes they been muddy
They all on my dick, but back then they didn’t love me
Thuggin’ in this bitch
I make sure shit get ugly
Got off my ass
Had to get me some money
Show off my ass in this game shit, it ain’t funny
Ain’t chasing no bread, we call his ass “crumby”
Turned on a beat, I hopped on like a bunny
Niggas wanna fuck me and these bitches trynna be my buddy
Damn, I pray for [?]
Sometimes a thug just need a hug
“You ever wash your clothes in the tub?”
“Have yo people in the feds just for selling drugs?”
Breakfast time I stare (stare)
Across the table at an empty chair
Straight from the 843
When you hear this shit, you gone know it’s me
Life's so lonely living without you
The whole day I just think about you
[Chorus]
Straight from the bottom
Came out the mud
I been posted up in the trenches with thugs
I’m always turnt up, I stay strapped in the club
I’m not pulling up, unless you show me a dub
Straight from the bottom
My shoes they been muddy
They all on my dick, but back then they didn’t love me
Thuggin’ in this bitch
I make sure shit get ugly
Got off my ass
Had to get me some money
Show off my ass in this gamе shit, it ain’t funny
Ain’t chasing no bread, we call his ass “crumby”
Turned on a bеat, I hopped on like a bunny
Niggas wanna fuck me and these bitches trynna be my buddy
Damn, I pray for [?]
Sometimes a thug just need a hug
“You ever wash your clothes in the tub?”
“Have yo people in the feds just for selling drugs?”
[Verse 1]
But back to the point tho
And the trap loaded, bitch we got the [?] out
If a bitch try me, they know imma blackout
Fuck with one nigga cuz he blow my back out
And my other nigga know he bring the racks out
Shit could get ugly, fist fight, make [?] tap out
I’m bout to cut up, my dog got the mop out
My partner had beef, we pull up, had a cookout
[Verse 2]
Still free my uncle
They won’t let my thug out
Still free my uncle
They won’t let my thug out
They fuck with Skyonna
They say that bitch thugged out
We from the country, [?] mud out
[?] biggest bitch in the club
Catch me with my mug out
Life is a game, well catch me in the dugout
Got everything you need
Hit me when yo plug out
You ain’t gang, you can’t hang
Told that bitch, “get the fuck out”
Only way is up now
[Chorus]
Straight from the bottom
Came out the mud
I been posted up in the trenches with thugs
I’m always turnt up, I stay strapped in the club
I’m not pulling up, unless you show me a dub
Straight from the bottom
My shoes they been muddy
They all on my dick, but back then they didn’t love me
Thuggin’ in this bitch
I make sure shit get ugly
Got off my ass
Had to get me some money
Show off my ass in this game shit, it ain’t funny
Ain’t chasing no bread, we call his ass “crumby”
Turned on a beat, I hopped on like a bunny
Niggas wanna fuck me and these bitches trynna be my buddy
Damn, I pray for [?]
Sometimes a thug just need a hug
“You ever wash your clothes in the tub?”
“Have yo people in the feds just for selling drugs?”