Down Below

Roddy Ricch

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    [Scott Storch]
    A nigga came from the bottom, down below
    'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor
    Always dreamed about the Forgiato feet, now they down below
    A nigga got so much money on me, I can't count no more

    'Member I was in the project walls, couldn't even get a loan
    Now these niggas got they hands out, if I ain't give it, I'd be wrong
    'Member I was in the county jail none of these bitches wasn't pickin' up the phone
    Now they bangin' my line, I ain't got time no more

    A nigga started from the bottom, now I'm livin'
    Early morning, uncle whippin' in the kitchen
    Some people said I couldn't do it and then I did it
    Look at my bank account, I'm runnin' up the digits
    I ain't into all that "Doin'-that-facade" shit
    I walk it, I talk it, I live it

    Come to the bird house, look at the garage, nigga
    My Bentley coupe got a couple pigeons
    I was down on my ass, had to go a new direction
    Bought mom a Gucci purse, gave her 10 racks, told her you ain't gotta stress it
    It ain't even an emergency and a nigga 'bout to pull up in a 911
    Just to feed my dawgs, I told God it's a blessin' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

    A nigga came from the bottom, down below
    'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor
    Always dreamed about the Forgiatto feet, now they down below
    A nigga got so much money on me, I can't count no more

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    Down below, down below
    Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow
    Down below, down below
    Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah yeah

    Yeah, I never took the safe route
    Nigga came from the bottom, I had to make it out
    I was trappin' in the box, I had to break out
    Hurt my soul when the feds kicked down the vacant house
    Black truck on the corner, they had a stakeout
    Seen a dopeboy pullin' out a Wraith out

    Had to get up out the hood to the lake house
    The head chef 'bout to bring my steak out
    I was pourin' up the liters, swipin' them Visas
    They think a nigga Rondo 'cause I always kept a Nina
    Now my jewelry wetter than Aquafina, quick trip to Catalina
    White bitch bad as Selena, fuck her, then a nigga gotta leave

    I just wanna shine like the Wraith roof stars 'cause a nigga been down so long
    Ain't nobody see, bird vision, dawg, got it all on our own
    'Member them nights I was drivin', I was trappin' all night long
    Now I keep a shooter on the right
    Just in case a nigga try to do me wrong (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

    A nigga came from the bottom, down below (down below)
    'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor (sleepin' on the floor, yeah)
    Always dreamed about the Forgiatto feet, now they down below
    A nigga got so much money on me, I can't count no more

    Down below (down below), down below (yeah, yeah)
    Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow
    Down below, down below
    Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah, yeah

    Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
    Scott, you lit this bitch up, nigga
    Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
    Yeah yeah, down below
    Down below, down below, down below
    Down below, down below

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    Composition: Scott Spencer Storch, Roddy Ricch, and Avedon

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