"Bottom Of The Bottle" lyrics
Some people don't know what they got until it's gone
Some people don't know how good they got it, until that person's not in they life no more
It's funny
A lotta people have arguments, they be like "I don't care if you leave, you can leave, I'm good"
You gotta start meeting people where they at
Care for 'em, loving 'em, appreciating 'em
Appreciate who you have whilst they're still there
Appreciate who you have whilst you still got them
Yo
They all wanna share my wins, but none of them wanna share my losses
Man don't see what I bring to the table, until it's too late and I kick man off it
One girl try get onto my friends and say they loyal, they're only fans
And that's ironic, 'cause let's be honest, she's only in her bag 'cause of OnlyFans
I ain't gonna judge, though
'Cause around here the the roads are cutthroat
Some make it out of the hood, and some don't
Some start trapping and they end up trapped in
Money so dirty, can't bank it
So we all go up to Hatton's and splash it
We spent all of our money on Rollies and walk around with bands on our arms like captains
And if you're on the road, then you better stay active
Involved with tans, you best switch up your tactics
And most of the older lot don't understand this
And that's why they fall off and turn into has-been's
Madting, sadting, now you only see them on throwback Thursdays
Posting up old-school pictures of when they was winning and they was in first place
Now they're at the bottom and forgotten and they're livin' at the bottom of a bottle of beer
Blaming everybody for the problems, "if the mandem never rob us, we would've gone clear"
They all wanna share my wins, but none of them wanna share my losses
Man don't see what I bring to the table, until it's too late and I kick man off it
One girl try get onto my friends and say they loyal, they're only fans
And that's ironic, 'cause let's be honest, she's only in her bag 'cause of OnlyFans
I got a couple real friends, but I got a load of the fake one's
They don't wanna bring to the table
They just wanna turn up with a plate and take stuff
Take, take, take, then take off
I got a girlfriend that don't need make up, she naturally pretty, she don't need filters
My weed house has got the hood stinkin', I think I 'm gonna need to buy a couple more filters
In God we trust, but I still bought a couple guns for backup
'Cause last time I asked God to protect me, my prayers weren't answered 'cause and I still got stabbed up
But it's no biggie, 'cause I never lost faith
Nah, I still got it like Stevie J
There ain't nothin' worse than a greedy mate
That brings his crumbs to his table and leaves his steak
I'm surrounded by leaches, I'm feelin' drained
I just want the money, you can keep the fame
Man don't grind, but expect to see gains
I proved I'm real so it don't need sayin'
I got phone's full off links, I don't need a chain
I relate to the struggle, the grief, the pain
Like we all had the same DNA
Your Honor weren't happy when we beat the case
Leave court and laugh in the policeman's face
I got a million pictures of Steve, but I'll never see Steve again
They all wanna share my wins, but none of them wanna share my losses
Man don't see what I bring to the table, until it's too late and I kick man off it
One girl try get onto my friends and say they loyal, they're only fans
And that's ironic, 'cause let's be honest, she's only in her bag 'cause of OnlyFans
It's the Hocus Pocus Harry James
Brr
Some people don't know how good they got it, until that person's not in they life no more
It's funny
A lotta people have arguments, they be like "I don't care if you leave, you can leave, I'm good"
You gotta start meeting people where they at
Care for 'em, loving 'em, appreciating 'em
Appreciate who you have whilst they're still there
Appreciate who you have whilst you still got them
Yo
They all wanna share my wins, but none of them wanna share my losses
Man don't see what I bring to the table, until it's too late and I kick man off it
One girl try get onto my friends and say they loyal, they're only fans
And that's ironic, 'cause let's be honest, she's only in her bag 'cause of OnlyFans
I ain't gonna judge, though
'Cause around here the the roads are cutthroat
Some make it out of the hood, and some don't
Some start trapping and they end up trapped in
Money so dirty, can't bank it
So we all go up to Hatton's and splash it
We spent all of our money on Rollies and walk around with bands on our arms like captains
And if you're on the road, then you better stay active
Involved with tans, you best switch up your tactics
And most of the older lot don't understand this
And that's why they fall off and turn into has-been's
Madting, sadting, now you only see them on throwback Thursdays
Posting up old-school pictures of when they was winning and they was in first place
Now they're at the bottom and forgotten and they're livin' at the bottom of a bottle of beer
Blaming everybody for the problems, "if the mandem never rob us, we would've gone clear"
They all wanna share my wins, but none of them wanna share my losses
Man don't see what I bring to the table, until it's too late and I kick man off it
One girl try get onto my friends and say they loyal, they're only fans
And that's ironic, 'cause let's be honest, she's only in her bag 'cause of OnlyFans
I got a couple real friends, but I got a load of the fake one's
They don't wanna bring to the table
They just wanna turn up with a plate and take stuff
Take, take, take, then take off
I got a girlfriend that don't need make up, she naturally pretty, she don't need filters
My weed house has got the hood stinkin', I think I 'm gonna need to buy a couple more filters
In God we trust, but I still bought a couple guns for backup
'Cause last time I asked God to protect me, my prayers weren't answered 'cause and I still got stabbed up
But it's no biggie, 'cause I never lost faith
Nah, I still got it like Stevie J
There ain't nothin' worse than a greedy mate
That brings his crumbs to his table and leaves his steak
I'm surrounded by leaches, I'm feelin' drained
I just want the money, you can keep the fame
Man don't grind, but expect to see gains
I proved I'm real so it don't need sayin'
I got phone's full off links, I don't need a chain
I relate to the struggle, the grief, the pain
Like we all had the same DNA
Your Honor weren't happy when we beat the case
Leave court and laugh in the policeman's face
I got a million pictures of Steve, but I'll never see Steve again
They all wanna share my wins, but none of them wanna share my losses
Man don't see what I bring to the table, until it's too late and I kick man off it
One girl try get onto my friends and say they loyal, they're only fans
And that's ironic, 'cause let's be honest, she's only in her bag 'cause of OnlyFans
It's the Hocus Pocus Harry James
Brr
Writer(s): Merrill St John, John Morrison
