Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roddy Ricch
Vocals
Scott Storch
Keyboards
Avedon
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodrick Moore
Songwriter
Scott Storch
Songwriter
Vincent van den Ende
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Storch
Producer
Avedon
Co-Producer
Kevin Spencer
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Scott Storch
[Chorus]
A **** 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 **** got so much money on me, I can't count no more
[Verse 2]
'Member I was in the project walls, couldn't even get a loan
Now these **** 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
[Verse 3]
A **** started from the bottom, now I'm livin'
Early mornin', uncle whippin' in the kitchen
Some people said I couldn't do it, and I did it
Look at my bank account, I'm runnin' up the digits
I ain't into all that doin' the facade shit
I walk it, I talk it, I live it
Come to the bird house, look at the garage, ****
My Bentley coupe got a couple pigeons
[Verse 4]
I was down on my ass, had to go a new direction
Bought mom a Gucci purse, gave her ten racks, told her, you ain't gotta stress it
It ain't even emergency and a **** 'bout to pull up in a 911
Just to feed my dawgs, I told God, it's a blessin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
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 **** got so much money on me, I can't count no more
Down below, down below
Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow
Down below, down below
Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah, yeah
[Verse 5]
Roddy Rich, yeah, I never took the safe route
**** 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 dope boy pullin' that Wraith out
Had to get up out the hood to the lake house
The head chef 'bout to bring my steak out
[Verse 6]
I was pourin' up the liters
Swipin' them Visas
They think a **** 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 **** gotta leave her
[Verse 7]
I just wanna shine like the Wraith roof stars, 'cause a **** been down so long
Ain't nobody see, bird vision, dawg, got it all on our own
'Member them nights, I was trappin', I was trappin' all night long
Now I keep a shooter on the right, just in case a **** try to do me wrong (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
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 Forgiato feet, now they down below
A **** 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 (Oh, oh, oh)
Down below, down below (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah, yeah
[Outro]
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Scott, you lit this bitch up, ****
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, down below
Down below, down below, down below
Down below, down below, oh, oh
Written by: Rodrick Moore, Scott Storch, Vincent van den Ende