Rock Bottom Fiend (Ft. McAfee)

[Fiend]
Yeah, yeah! YEAH!
We ain't NEVER went nowhere nigga

[Hook: Fiend + McAfee]
I'm speakin from the rock bottom, got a problem I can solve 'em
Get your paper burn 'em out and I can pop 'em
I'm speakin from the rock bottom, got a problem I can solve 'em
Get your paper burn 'em out and I can drop 'em

[Fiend]
I said son of Ricky, brother of Kevin
Visit yours my mother protected my Smith 'n Wesson
We all done struggled the same up in the crescent
Muscled our way for now to be present
Long ways to replace that, try and take that
We gon' get there, guess where his wake at
Life-threatenin, welcome to the doctor
Where it don't cost much, for you to pop one
Not one - shot clean off the map of the globe
Found him in a bag on the road
Everything that's fat is trapped in his nose
Gats was arosed, then and again
He was, with no sin as if you wanna see us
It's mandatory, no motherfuckin glamour story
Strictly owned, got the fame and glory
My name'll hold me down, I witness how it's goin down
I see my will is bread and rosy like a weed growin out