Roddy Ricch - Down Below

Member I was in the project walls, couldn't even get a loan

Now these niggas got they hands out, if I ain't give it, I'd be wrong

'Member I was in the county jail none of these bitches wasn't pickin' up the phone

Now they bangin' my line, I ain't got time no more

A nigga started from the bottom, now I'm livin'


Early morning, uncle whippin' in the kitchen

Some people said I couldn't do it and then I did it

Look at my bank account, I'm runnin' up the digits

I ain't into all that "Doin'-that-facade" shit

I walk it, I talk it, I live it

Come to the bird house, look at the garage, nigga

My Bentley coupe got a couple pigeons


I was down on my ass, had to go a new direction

Bought mom a Gucci purse, gave her 10 racks, told her you ain't gotta stress it

It ain't even an emergency and a nigga 'bout to pull up in a 911

Just to feed my dawgs, I told God it's a blessin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Came from the bottom, down below

'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor

Always dreamed about the Forgiatto feet, now they down below

A nigga got so much money on me, I can't count no more

Down below, down below

Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow

Down below, down below

Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah yeah