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Started From The Bottom Freestyle

Honors English

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[Verse 1: Honors English] Real Boy Shit we use to talk We was from New Jersey and they thought we from New York I was out grinding for my mom While yall was out dancing I was already in my prime It’s the new edition mint condition poetry New King of Jersey I can’t wait for Joe to see The young god rules Understand my moves At 6 years old I was 7 years ahead of you dudes Around the way they call me C Y not Hold up… Cause if I ask a chick for ass She don’t see why not And if you think you want it with the fists Look at the last dude who fought me shit And you’ll C y not See why I see eye to eye wit B.I and Pac These 3-D pictures it takes 3 eyes to watch Fuck, I don’t give up, I don’t give a fuck Cause I'm hungry I ate the plates and drunk the cups cause we [Hook: Honors English] Started from the bottom now we here Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin here Started from the bottom now we here Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin here Boy Started from the bottom now we here Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin here Started from the bottom now we here Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin here Boy [Verse 2: Q45] How can a nigga so smart Get so much brain And have a flow so stupid? How can a nigga claim art Get so much fame And have a flow so useless? Parking lot swag I'm circling all these niggas for that spot I wanna have Niggas getting mad, having presidential fits They looking at a problem Olivia couldn't fix, shit I remember hard nights on that futon Now I'm in between that paper like a coupon Told 'em I'll make 'dis count then put my group on Now I'm swimming in that green like a crouton I was waitin on that new CLA Saw it was 30 grand said "Fuck it, I'll pass" 'fore I drive what yall drive, fuck it I'll cab 'fore I fuck who yall, nah, fuck it I'll smash Cause we... [Hook] [Verse 3: Honors English] Throw lil mama on the guesslist Smashed it back in Christmas I was thinkin bout my ex-miss Wait till her face get fixed Her vision get clear cause I lay sick shit And I ain't got to try, try to make a classic, Im past it I'm cut from the same clay as Cassius Remember thinking back back when I didn’t have shit Knew I be the president when I ain't have a cabinet Cause we [Hook]
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