Diesel Motion - Came From The Bottom (Now Look At Me)

create a gritty, fast-flow, rapid-fire, high-tempo, melodic and euphoric, powerful and uplifting uk grime/drill x trap house x speed garage track, female vocals, male vocals

Came from the bottom — now look at me, bruv,
Block boy spirit with the council-flat love,
Grew in the shadows where the streetlights buzz,
Mandem on edge ’cause the world ain’t trust.

Bare nights cold, no heat, no flame,
Mum on the grind, I was learnin’ the game,
Pain in my chest, but I patterned that frame,
Turned that hunger to a weapon with aim.

They said I’d flop, said I’d never break through,
Said I’d rot on the block like the others who knew,
But I kept that faith, kept that heart so true,
Now I move so sick they can’t catch me bro.

Speeds on the beat, man I’m breakin’ the locks,
Turn pain to a flow, now I’m shakin’ the block,
They doubted the kid from the estate non-stop,
Now I’m standin' on top of the grime tip-top.

Came from the bottom — now look at me!
Raised in the flats with a cold concrete!
Hard work turned pain into prophecy,
Mandem know nothin’ can stoppin’ me!

I rose from the dirt, now look at me shine,
Council estate dreams turned real with time,
Faith in my heart, determination in mind —
Anything’s possible, look at my climb!

Yo — broke on the block, no options left,
Still I graft with the ends on my shoulders, heft,
Had to run those laps, had to take that step,
Now my future talks loud like it’s holdin’ breath.

Man tried mock, said “You’re not that G,”
Said “Your dreams too big, let the foolish die,”
Now I carve my lane like a blade in the sky,
And the same old doubters say “Bro, oh my…”

Yeah — I remember them days in the lift,
Doors all bust, smell piss, no gift,
Neighbours on beef, whole vibe was stiff,
But I rose like smoke through a fire-lit shift.

I broke that curse, didn’t fold, didn’t bend,
Hard graft every day just again and again,
Now I’m writin’ my name with a champion’s pen,
From the flat to the stars — I’m ascendin’, my friend.

Windows rattled in the storm at night,
Still prayed that tomorrow bring somethin’ bright,
Every setback sharpened my fight —
Now the skyline glows with my birthright.

Came from the bottom — now look at me!
Raised in the flats with a cold concrete!
Hard work turned pain into prophecy,
Mandem know nothin’ can stoppin’ me!

I rose from the dirt bruv, now look at me shine,
Council estate dreams turned real with time,
Faith in my heart bro, determination in mind —
Anything’s possible, look at my climb!

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Came from the bottom — now look at me, bruv, Block boy spirit with the council-flat love, Grew in the shadows where the streetlights buzz, Mandem on edge ’cause the world ain’t trust. Bare nights cold, no heat, no flame, Mum on the grind, I was learnin’ the game, Pain in my chest, but I patterned that frame, Turned that hunger to a weapon with aim. They said I’d flop, said I’d never break through, Said I’d rot on the block like the others who knew, But I kept that faith, kept that heart so true, Now I move so sick they can’t catch me bro. Speeds on the beat, man I’m breakin’ the locks, Turn pain to a flow, now I’m shakin’ the block, They doubted the kid from the estate non-stop, Now I’m standin' on top of the grime tip-top. Came from the bottom — now look at me! Raised in the flats with a cold concrete! Hard work turned pain into prophecy, Mandem know nothin’ can stoppin’ me! I rose from the dirt, now look at me shine, Council estate dreams turned real with time, Faith in my heart, determination in mind — Anything’s possible, look at my climb! Yo — broke on the block, no options left, Still I graft with the ends on my shoulders, heft, Had to run those laps, had to take that step, Now my future talks loud like it’s holdin’ breath. Man tried mock, said “You’re not that G,” Said “Your dreams too big, let the foolish die,” Now I carve my lane like a blade in the sky, And the same old doubters say “Bro, oh my…” Yeah — I remember them days in the lift, Doors all bust, smell piss, no gift, Neighbours on beef, whole vibe was stiff, But I rose like smoke through a fire-lit shift. I broke that curse, didn’t fold, didn’t bend, Hard graft every day just again and again, Now I’m writin’ my name with a champion’s pen, From the flat to the stars — I’m ascendin’, my friend. Windows rattled in the storm at night, Still prayed that tomorrow bring somethin’ bright, Every setback sharpened my fight — Now the skyline glows with my birthright. Came from the bottom — now look at me! Raised in the flats with a cold concrete! Hard work turned pain into prophecy, Mandem know nothin’ can stoppin’ me! I rose from the dirt bruv, now look at me shine, Council estate dreams turned real with time, Faith in my heart bro, determination in mind — Anything’s possible, look at my climb!

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