Success From Tha Bottom Up

[Verse 1:] Success from the bottom up This life is like a shot of Henny, bottoms up Times up, out of sand, where's the oceans I'm on cloud 9 for the moment, excuse the floating Damn, the spotlight is on me I'm feelin like 'Pac, all eyes on me Even Ray is looking down from Heaven I'm feeling lucky as a Arab, my number is 7/11 Remove that 7 with a 9, cause I'm about to blow up Like Cole, this too deep for the intro, so I get up Turn off the lights please, the sight is frightening I gotta perform with my eyes closed, sightseeing Ahh, good enough is not enough to be good I'm from the burbs, competing, with niggas from the hood Competing for my life, I swear I'm telling you Like Tyga, don't ask me shit, unless it's in an interview, nigga [Verse 2:] They screaming like, "Oh my God its You." You being me, just don't forget the C Time is money, so we ain't got time to waste But fuck the money, man, I just want the first place Second and third as well, yeah I know it's kind of selfish But fuck them all, hoes and virgins, leaving someone out is worthless But I am worth the wait, back to the timeline The Prince of Persia, bring it back, like I'm primetime And this Apollo in the Chi-Town The choir and congregation should throw their hands towards the crown I'm a M.C., that means I move the crowd Like a Jedi, bitch, with the force now The science fictionist of rap I'm Freddy Krugger, cause them dreams, can turn into a long ass nap And I ain't got time to rest, I can sleep when I'm dead Success from the bottom up, bitch you heard what I said