Rock Bottom Lyrics – AZ Chike

Read the full Rock Bottom lyrics by AZ Chike from the album No Rest For The Wicked along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Az Chike's music, you can also explore The World Is Ours and Uncomfortable Conversations, two other songs by Az Chike.

[Intro]
To get my mind
Rap s*it, I'm booling just struggling to get my mind right
Rap s*it, I'm booling, just struggling to get my mind right
Hm, hm, huh, yeah (Hit-Hoy)

[Verse 1]
Rap s*it, I'm booling, just struggling to get my mind right
All these fake b!tches, pu*sy n!ggas on they knife life
I'm up all night with red eyes like a night fight
You either fighting life, fight for life or you fight like
Knowing I'm the coldest, n!ggas know it I just gotta show it
Born leader, momma had three boys and I'm the oldest
Mr. "Do it on my own" I don't beg for motion
Can't tell you put your soul in s*it 'cause you prolly sold it
Pu*sy, I really came up from nothing
Now I gotta see how I'm gon' maintain my something
Freshly signed album due, plus a n!gga overbudget
That don't make you good at it, b!tch, just 'cause you love it
That don't mean s*it, but hеar me clearly, yes, I mеan this
No haircut, no going out, I ain't at Neiman's
I'm confused in the house tryna find meaning
How I'm gon' follow that gut feeling to keep my people eating?

[Chorus]
Have you ever hit rock bottom?
Have you ever hit rock bottom?
You ain't never hit rock bottom
N!gga, tell me 'bout your rock bottom

[Verse 2]
Every L.A. county ghetto, b!tch, I done lived in
From Jayceon's to Ted Watkins, b!tch, I done (??)
Magic carpet, full moon, moto nights, I done spent it
Forced to a life of Ls, y'all just seeing all the big wins
I been dead, all the struggle building muscle
We either make pro outta line or get stuck up in that jungle

Some n!ggas never see the light at the end of that tunnel
So it's tunnel vision, call your huddle, prevent a fumble
N!gga, what? Always handle my kettle
Even when my lights was off and my only shoes was some sandals
You ran, don't tell me the last you had to beat the odds
Or sell some drügs 'cause you quit your random job
'Cause I did, anything to be a fly kid
Ma didn't care what type of car she had, just needed some' to slide in
I'm sick, they turned the power off while I'm watching Spy Kids
No matter how successful, this history is my sidekick

[Chorus]
Have you ever hit rock bottom?
Have you ever hit rock bottom?
You ain't never hit rock bottom
N!gga, tell me 'bout your rock bottom

[Verse 3]
Never said s*it gon' be easy but I knew it was gon' be worth it
Always said I'd try my best, I never said I was gon' be perfect
Tryna wrap my head around it, God treat me like a turban
Mr. "Ready for whatever," b!tch, it's hard to get me nervous
Wait a minute, you wasn't with me flipping food stamps
Hanging clothes on the line 'cause they too damp
Catch me wouldn't be that n!gga like two Ms
Down for the county, counted out, where were you, champ?
Both my grannies dead, daddy don't fu*k with me
Momma had me young, treat me like she stuck with me
Both my lil' bros got the same dad, I'm the outcast
B!tch, I'm 'bout that, now watch me outlast
Any doubt, any shame to my name
You hear my story, see my come-up, what? You thought I'd be the same?
N!ggas lame, you can never feel my pain
Sweat bullets cry the same, let this music be the drain

[Chorus]
Have you ever hit rock bottom?
Have you ever hit rock bottom?
You ain't never hit rock bottom
N!gga, tell me 'bout your rock bottom

[Outro]
God I thank You, in advance
That the name Damaria, AZ Chike
Stays on Your lips and forever at Your feet
And it is in Jesus name we pray, amen