Backhanded Compliments Lyrics

From the ground in the dirt to the penthouse mama we made it

To everyone who counted me out I know you sorry you hated

And all those backhanded compliments and no congratulations

Look at me now

Look at me now

I ain't no baseball player but I make hits boy

Better quit all the ra-ra fore you get hit boy

And get the lil ones to get you,

You know them hit boys

5 finger discount a shout out to all them slick ones

(IG) I see that they hungry so I keep (feed)in em

It's like I'm rich, it don't matter what they do see me in

How first impression everything when you gon see me again,

And again and again,

And again and again

Cant stumble and no I'm not humble no more

I'm a narcissist won't sink my ship I stay on a float

Yeah since a child I left the house a lot I been on the go

Got plenty sun up in my life but shit I still bring my coat

It's all fun and games until that day you go and hit my funny bone

Watch my tone change, I talk my shit like I got tonsil stones

Round the bases off my emotions if it ever hit home

I hope you love me everyday cause one day I'll be gone

You gave me shot after shot swimmin I'm splashing

A bigger titan see me clashing in these battles like I'm Cassius

The uppercut,

Don't ever undercut on my rations

Go ask myles about the miles in this engine ain't blown no gasket

Say plenty love me some may hate me add em all to the list

Cant understand where I'm coming from so you won't get the gist

Most you niggas like some sandals be floppin and flippin

And like Scottie I'm pimpin

I know the lord gon forgive me

No feeling sorry for myself cause I don't do all that dwelling

So stop buggin me in case you don't I brought the repellent

Yellow everything and I make lemonade with these lemons

Sour that I had made something out of what you had gave us

There ain't no remedy

It's only melodies

I put myself in a position where I could lose it all

But I love jeopardy

No little league,

Don't play for no trophies

I'm wanting all the cream

Pop my collard show I got class

Yeah hand me all the greens

You never know until you know that's for certain

Wrapped this shit up like a turbine

And I switch up the verdict

Close the curtains

What they do not see or know cannot hurt em

Ain't no crashing out with dummys wont go back to the derby

Ima say it once I hope you listening and you heard me

Fuck a permit get some drive up in yo life find yo purpose

Take yo Ls up on the chin and go jump over them hurdles

It's a virtue stay away from all the ones that do hurt you

Yeah

(Yeah yeah)

From the ground in the dirt to the penthouse mama we made it

To everyone who counted me out I know you sorry you hated

And all those backhanded compliments and no congratulations

Look at me now

Look at me now