Dustystaytrue - Bottom Lyrics

Dustystaytrue - Bottom Lyrics

Singer

Dustystaytrue

Bottom Lyrics

[Chorus]
They ain't show love to me, I don't need company
Born in them projects, I'm straight from the bottom
Vino beside of me ready to blow
But I told him that you ain't know I don't like drummin'
Why would you lie to me? Trauma inside of me
This shit feel like the Fourth of July to me
I know you stressin', I bet that you tired of me
I'm just prayin' that you hold it down for me
Ridin' with shooters
I don't trust 'em, watch how I maneuver
You can't name me a nigga that's smoother
Gutter baby, I'm straight out the sewer
I'm fresh out the ground, bitch, I'm straight from the mud
I can't name me a ho that I love
I can't name me a nigga I trust
I was down when they ain't show no love

[Verse]
Flyest nigga out my section, I've been rockin' Chrome Hearts since I was a jit
Prada tag, I tailor-made that, a boy up out the mix, that nigga went legit
Standin' right next to Red when they hopped out of that car, them yellin' my brother got hit
Police was standin' right there by the hospital bed but 'em niggas ain't tellin' 'em shit
Don't go askin' me questions
Copied my moves, ain't wait for direction
They ain't show me no love and affection
Ricky Owens, they know how I'm steppin'
You talkin' a lot, I don't see no progression
I ain't lovin' you, bitch, we just textin'
My OG still uppin' that Wesson
Make a call and they knock off his chest, no, I'm not like the rest
Do you love me, or you love me not?
Emotionally drained, bro, she fucked me up
I take a loss on my grind, gotta double up
I'm off the Wocky, I pour me a double cup
They slowed me down, started fuckin' my money up
2022, I'm pushin' the Bentley truck
Thumbin' through hundreds and shit, got my fingers stuck

[Chorus]
They ain't show love to me, I don't need company
Born in them projects, I'm straight from the bottom
Vino beside of me ready to blow
But I told him that you ain't know I don't like drummin'
Why would you lie to me? Trauma inside of me
This shit feel like the Fourth of July to me
I know you stressin', I bet that you tired of me
I'm just prayin' that you hold it down for me
Ridin' with shooters
I don't trust 'em, watch how I maneuver
You can't name me a nigga that's smoother
Gutter baby, I'm straight out the sewer
I'm fresh out the ground, bitch, I'm straight from the mud
I can't name me a ho that I love
I can't name me a nigga I trust
I was down when they ain't show no love