Correction Paroles The Bottom par Jelly Roll

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Smoking and blowing and choking on reefer
I swear to God that I feel like Kalifah
There's so much smoke that I need me a breather
This ain’t sativa baby this the sleeper
Sip some tequila [?] for diesel
I'm at war with these demons I need me some Jesus
I scare at the steeple cause I'm a believer
And I know some people that died from a needle
High as the f**king sky
Welcome to the other side
This that cocaine lullaby
How to pimp a butterfly
Got partners that fighting cases
Partners that’s try'na play me
More partners that's acting shady
But hide behind smiling faces
This game is so cold and I put that on everything
It's part of the show
That's what they keep on telling me
The people you know are the ones with jealousy
But I gotta go
This sh*t's out of control

All my friends are losers
All of us are users
There is no excuses the game is so ruthless
The truth is the bottom is where we belong
Oohh, oohh
The bottom is where we belong
Oohh, oohh
The bottom is where we belong

Now listen here bubba
If I say it I mean it
If I tell you a donkey's finna sh*t ice cream
You should grab a bucket and a spoon
If I tell you a jackrabbit can pull a house
You better get that little motherf**ker a harness, you hear me

Every time that I walk out the door
Put one in the chamber and pray to the lord
I found my peace preparing for war
Keep checking the rear-view, I'm so paranoid
Come from the bottom where talk is cheap
All of my partners are still in the streets
Did this for Chizzle, may he rest in peace
Came out the dirt like a pair of cleats
Rose from the crack, straight out the bottom
The police is watching, hot as a sauna
Do all that talking, deal with the drama
And end up with trauma, that’s on my mama
I’m with the bullsh*t, don't want no problems
Why do the men always wanna gossip?
But all the women always keep it solid
Don’t even bother I won't even hollar

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