Mega Towers - Bottom Line

One time for OSYM for blessin' us with the track
Two for my Fligh School niggas in the Pac
Three for my nigga Loddie Doddie twistin' a sack
I'm bout to fuel my flight, guess what? WE BACK
Yeah
Pull up a chair and help us celebrate
Its been a while so settle down
And let it marinate
Its been a while so settle down
And let it resonate
Inside your mental, grab a pencil
Tell 'em its the Running Mates
With no debate
The Head of State, I'm feeling great
For fucks sakes its the Twin Towers
Make 'em double take
Take us on a double date
She goin' ham, I got honey-baked
I got tunnel vision for that funnel cake
For goodness sake
Election Day
I got them Hemmingway frames on
Peep my bright future
Smart nigga with his shades on
Presidential tint
With young Kwency on the track bitch
I run this like a marathon
You niggas tuck ya tail and run

Out here hustlin'
On the grind makin' somethin'
Out of nothin', bottom line
Been a long time comin'
Twin boys, one cousin
Over twenty years runnn'
On the grind, bottom line
Can't tell me nothin'
We been out here hustlin' on the grind
Makin' somethin' out of nothin'
Bottom line, been a long time comin'
Twin boys, one cousin
Over twenty years runnin'
On the grind, bottom line
You can't tell me..

See they be asking what I'm doing
I haven't took a fuckin' break
Was nominated, dominated
I would say I'm fuckin' great
Bueller's Day Off
Bangin' all through that Summer Break
Its Kwency Jones for President
You're lookin' at his running mate
Notebooks full of dope and ton of yay
I spit it raw, they sugarcoat it like a funnel cake
To underate's a dumb mistake
That you don't wanna make
Money hungry wallet
Every pocket got a stomach ache
Heir to the throne
Bout to watch these niggas suffocate
No need to resuscitate
Just put 'em in a fuckin' grave
Fresh to death
And got these women tryin' to undertake
To get respect you pay respect
You niggas lookin' underpaid
Word to my brother Kwake
"Fuckin' pay me"
Everybody rap now
But nah these suckas ain't me
Maybe I'll fuck around
And drop another #AV
Until then tell 'Ye and Hova
Get up out my dang seat
Preach

On the grind makin' somethin'
Out of nothin', bottom line
Been a long time comin'
Twin boys, one cousin
Over twenty years runnn'
On the grind, bottom line
Can't tell me nothin'
We been out here hustlin' on the grind
Makin' somethin' out of nothin'
Bottom line, been a long time comin'
Twin boys, one cousin
Over twenty years runnin'
On the grind, bottom line
You can't tell me nothin'

We been out here hustlin'
On the grind makin' somethin'
Out of nothin', bottom line
Been a long time comin'
Twin boys, one cousin
Over twenty years runnn'
On the grind, bottom line
Can't tell me nothin'

Written by:
Brandon Washburn, Britton Washburn

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