Verse 1: C-Scripture
They say I’ll never make it;
They say I’m wasting time making rhymes I ain’t perfect
They say I never make hits, and I ain’t no legend
And I ain’t got the money nigga, I ain’t got to fake it
They say I’m a broke nigga, I ain’t got a place here
I came from the bottom nigga, that’s a bloody statement
I stay grinding for the money, I ain’t got to say shhhh
Everybody looking at me crazy, it don’t phase me
Lining up your favorite rappers, nigga I can murk ‘em
They say I’m all talk but these niggas can’t face me
Talking on my back ‘cause I run them like a treadmill
Nigga so original, I spot them on some fake ish
Hook: C-Scripture
We coming from the bottom, we ain’t listen to what they say
Puffing on the la just to make a little pay
Now coming we coming hard and they listen when I say…
Coming in my face and they acting all crae
Chorus: C-Scripture
You ain’t got money nigga you ain’t got heart (they say)
You ain’t got connects just to shine with the stars (they say)
Coming from the bottom nigga you ain’t got nothing (they say)
We been to the top nigga you ain’t got fans (they say)
You ain’t got money nigga you ain’t got heart (they say)
You ain’t got connects just to shine with the stars (they say)
Coming from the bottom nigga you ain’t got nothing (they say)
We been to the top nigga you ain’t got fans
Verse 2: C-Scripture
I’m a born survivor
I go against the grain with my thoughts flowing lava
Call me Black MacGyver, the only man I stand against
We share a splitting image, cussing at my shadow that I cast for beginners
My past on the mirror, my stats going clearer
I’m the only nigga with a darkened path to keep up
And I don’t ever listen to these niggas on my hitlist
I put them on my wish-list so Santa Claus could get this
Sixteen bars for a nigga, leave a witness, I lift them up high!
I told them imma get this, everybody from the block know a nigga did it
They say what they say but I ain’t got listen
I went against the game, I’m the nigga with the vision
I put it on the page so my momma get to listen
Young rich nigga, on the grind on a mission
Aiming for the top, I’m a boss, imma get this
Hook: C-Scripture
We coming from the bottom, we ain’t listen to what they say
Puffing on the la just to make a little pay
Now coming we coming hard and they listen when I say…
Coming in my face and they acting all crae
Chorus: C-Scripture
You ain’t got money nigga you ain’t got heart (they say)
You ain’t got connects just to shine with the stars (they say)
Coming from the bottom nigga you ain’t got nothing (they say)
We been to the top nigga you ain’t got fans (they say)
You ain’t got money nigga you ain’t got heart (they say)
You ain’t got connects just to shine with the stars (they say)
Coming from the bottom nigga you ain’t got nothing (they say)
We been to the top nigga you ain’t got fans
Verse 3: C-Scripture
One for the money, two for the dough
I’m all about the money, I ain’t trying to die broke
They looking at me sideways spitting on this flow
But they won’t put their money where I’m putting on my flow
What it be right? Everybody gotta know
Keep it real right? I be coming for the throat
And it’s deep right? So I be masking on these bars
So you feel right, I be riding on these beats just to pass time
You know I want it all, from the money to ma mani kundikamba bho
And I ain’t playing dawg, I might blow I’m still ticking
I got bars for days like niggas in prison
Trying to wreck the game like Frodo on a mission
They ain’t on my level ‘cause I’m the competition
Swerving off my lane ‘cause they fear the composition
You know I’m getting paid and I run the opposition
And I feel right…
Hook: C-Scripture
We coming from the bottom, we ain’t listen to what they say
Puffing on the la just to make a little pay
Now coming we coming hard and they listen when I say…
Coming in my face and they acting all crae
Chorus: C-Scripture
You ain’t got money nigga you ain’t got heart (they say)
You ain’t got connects just to shine with the stars (they say)
Coming from the bottom nigga you ain’t got nothing (they say)
We been to the top nigga you ain’t got fans (they say)
You ain’t got money nigga you ain’t got heart (they say)
You ain’t got connects just to shine with the stars (they say)
Coming from the bottom nigga you ain’t got nothing (they say)
We been to the top nigga you ain’t got fan
