[Intro meek mill]

Young niggas gettin money

And we don't owe yo niggas shit

I'm from philly nigga

We come from the bottom

Come from nothin

And niggas got the nerve to ask me why I'm stuntin?

Huh?

[Verse 1 meek mill]

I'da sip ciroc with diddy

Drunk spade with hov

In the vip with a 40

With some badass hoes

Had my grip on my forty

Still was at that stove

The same night word got cooked half that sold pyrex and a triple beam

Like mr. king had a dream we ain't miss a thing

Talkin dirty to these niggas with my listerine

If I was there you know we ball mr. clean

I'm talkin liv sunday blowin hella racks

Just gettin right cause in my life I been from hell and back

I'm just that nice and I don't write so you can tell em that

I'm just makin up for nice when I was sellin crack

On the corner in the cold trying to sling them o's

And half my niggas in the city went against the code

Them niggas cold still partying them niggas bold

But I'm like fuck it I'm young and gettin it them niggas old

Take a walk up to that mirror boy and take a look at yourself

You see a kid all nigga just looking for help

And every night I'm in the studio killin myself

A lot of niggas hatin on me now cause I'm feelin myself

Fuck em though

They screaming be humble, boy be humble

But ain't nobody say that when my stomach used to rumble

Looked in a cell when I saw my dreams crumble

Now I'm out here buzzin you can here the bee's bumble.

[Bridge buordan]

Seen some things that can't be told

I was told these roads were pure as gold

I never told I never sell my my soul

I just went at every thing I dove.

[Hook guordan]

Nobody's going back to da bottom

Nobody's going to da bottom

I can't be every nigga role model

I can't go back to the bottom.

[Verse 2 meek mill]

Niggas gettin high

Just to take the pain away

When I'm just gettin by a couple million for a rainy day

Off season but I practice like I got a game today

And everybody ain't gon make it out it's genesay

Feeling like mike before the fade away

I'm like should I take the shot? or let it fade away?

And all this love I'm getting ain't gon take the hate away

But these haters motivate me in a crazy way

Ain't no I in team

From what I've seen every man for himself

Well, until I intervene I put my niggas on

Paper we swarm paper like lions when they smell blood

When dream shatters they sell love like cocaine

Or heroin from heroin I'm cobain

I'm blowing up I did my own thing

They want my soul and my body for a little chain

I'm dancing with the luminati call it soul train

Nigga.

[Bridge]

Seen some things that can't be told

I was told these roads were pure as gold

I never told I never sell my my soul

I just went at every thing I dove.

[Hook]

Nobody's going back to da bottom

Nobody's going to da bottom

I can't be every nigga role model

I can't go back to the bottom.

[Verse 3 meek mill]

Yeah, last night I forgot to pray for shit that I got today

The devil ran the corner and the reaper a block away

It's body after body very few it's finer way

You got right for the hook like you stickin dr. j

My defensive is like three fences and a brick wall

I get soft every time we go against ya'll

I'm on guard play the point like I'm chris paul

You get cross like hey I did mine for this ball

For this rock you get shot big dog

Cause in this game we shootin metal like it's pin ball

I put this mac to your face like lip gloss

And do you right and put you on ice like lindros

Nigga.

[Hook]

Nobody's going back to da bottom

Nobody's going to da bottom

I can't be every nigga role model

I can't go back to the bottom.

[Verse 4 meek mill]

I started with a dollar and a dream

And I'm willing to go and get it by any means

I can't be every nigga role model

Why nobody my role model

I got my own son and race

And my life is very precious

And my son expect me to walk through that door every night

So any nigga try and stop my shine gotta get it

All my niggas out to get it

And we ain't never goin back to the bottom

None of my niggas

I hear everybody talkin

He spending too much money be humble

Man fuck all that

Who was talkin when I was dead broke starvin huh?

Ay guttta, what these niggas talkin huh?

It's d.c. double m, g

We been jumped out the barrel on your crab ass niggas

You heard me?

Meek milly, real nigga for life!