Lyrics Rock Bottom - Bun B , Freddie Gibbs
(Chorus)
Damn,
it
can't
get
no
worse
then
this
cuz
i
done
hit
rock
bottom
Imma
get
up
on
a
muthafuckin
sack
and
a
big
ass
bottle
to
solve
all
my
problems
I'm
goin
in
circles
man,
goin
in
circles
man
Sometimes
i
feel
like
feel
like
im
goin
in
circles
man
(x2)
(Verse
1)
Damn,
if
you
man
put
some
muthafuckin
food
on
the
table
Thats
what
she
said
but
still
a
nigga
wasn't
able
to
get
up
some
Bread
for
the
rent,
lights,
and
cable,
the
gas
and
water
She
actin
like
i'm
tryna
starve
her
and
i
know
the
baby
growin
And
her
belly
gotta
eat
too
only
thing
i
got
left
is
this
gun
on
my
belt
If
i
cant
feed
myself
how
imma
feed
you
how
imma
ride
with
this
tank
on
empty
Sellin
yola
hopin
that
the
jakes
dont
get
me
cuz
when
i
leave
the
crib
Man
that
thang
go
wit
me
my
nigga
from
the
jets
got
stained
for
a
50.sack
of
the
hard
tryna
match
you
a
broad
gotem
shot
up
in
his
car
By
a
muthafuckin
dope
fiend
a
bitch
tryna
get
a
fix
put
my
nigga
in
a
ditch
We
been
hittin
dem
licks
since
we
was
14
Now
they
say
you
inna
calmer
place
i
couldnt
tell
By
the
looks
on
yo
momma
face
Now
everytime
she
look
at
me
i
see
a
look
of
disgrace
She
disappointed
by
the
dreams
we
was
lookin
to
chase
Cuz
we
was
cookin
the
base
and
we
was
flippin
the
spinach
And
if
a
nigga
violated
then
we
handled
our
business
We
neva
knew
one
day
the
street
shit
a
catch
up
with
us
And
i
dont
roll
with
many
niggas
you
was
one
of
the
realest
i'm
like
(Chorus)
Damn,
it
can't
get
no
worse
then
this
cuz
i
done
hit
rock
bottom
Imma
get
up
on
a
muthafuckin
sack
and
a
big
ass
bottle
to
solve
all
my
problems
I'm
goin
in
circles
man,
goin
in
circles
man
Sometimes
i
feel
like
feel
like
im
goin
in
circles
man
(x2)
(Verse
2)
Damn,
open
my
mailbox
and
all
i
get
to
see
is
bill
after
bill
Shit
kinda
slow
aint
no
real
money
been
comin
in
but
yo
i
still
got
ten
on
the
kill
Ten
on
the
drank,
a
nigga
be
on
ten
when
im
sober
to
get
me
over
keep
me
full
of
the
poison
My
nigga
rich
doin
a
bid
they
sent
the
boys
in
to
getem
if
woulda
been
witem
i
woulda
joined
him
And
now
im
out
here
lurkin
the
streets
wit
no
work
feelin
like
my
throat
been
cut
wit
no
plug
You
know
just
what
i
mean
if
you
eva
done
sold
drugs
finna
rob
me
a
nigga
cuz
i
aint
got
no
love
And
i
aint
got
no
qualification
for
no
career
move
people
up
in
corporate
america
probly
fear
dude
1 The Ghetto
2 Crushin' Feelins
3 Serve or Get Served (interlude)
4 Slammin'
5 Born 2 Roll
6 Face Down
7 Dollar$ 4 Dope (intro)
8 In My Hood (feat. L.E.P. Bogus Boys)
9 P.S.A. (Pussy So Amazin')
10 Best Friend
11 Do Wrong (feat. Pill)
12 My City (feat. V.P. & D-Edge)
13 Goon Shit (feat. Sick Jacken & Planet Asia)
14 4681 Broadway
15 Slangin' Rocks
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