First single off of Haven’s debut mixtape “Saturday Morning”
The song is mainly about where Haven started, similar to Drake’s “Started From The Bottom” anthem, but moreso explaining what his life was like growing up and how it is now.
[Verse 1]
This is my testimony
So I'mma start it off by saying
That anyone is forgiven as long as you keep on praying
The motivation is shaking His hand and saying you made it
I'm - portraying, making a plan displaying my vacance
I'm on the tip, climax, peak or whatever
Speak of the weather, it's raining, and I need a umbrella
Like where the sunshine? I need that sunshine
Aye momma open up ya eyes and watch ya son shine
I ain't with the gun crimes, but I got these dumb rhymes
Reminisce on fun time, cutting thru them lunch lines
Them "we had to run times"
I didn't grow up in the 'burbs
I grew around some niggas who was pearlin' up them herbs
In the 5th grade, is when I was introduced
To the marijuana smoke bitin' like a recluse
Was fighting in school, because the hardest was cool
And now I'm realizing that the fight gon' harvest in you
When all my homies joined a gang, man I felt so lame
Decided to use my brain, to overcome all this pain
I knew that I had to change because I can't live the same
I went from drinking at parties to passin' 'round different strains
Like, "Lord...Please forgive me, cause this is my apology
Do you roger me? diabolically I'm a prodigy."
Who is hot as me? Man I ought to be in a odyssey
So all can see that I'm a beast, this flame inside done started me like
[Hook]
Life on the bottom
Life on the bottom, life, life on the bottom
Life on the bottom, life, life on the bottom
But look where we started, yeah at the apartment, at the apartment
Life on the bottom
Life on the, life on the, life on the bottom
Life on the bottom, Life on the bottom
But look where we started, yeah at the apartment, at the apartment
[Verse 2]
But now I'm coming in stronger, with the heart of a lion
Daughters crying cause they tryna keep their fathers from dying
Sirens multiplying from the way these rappers is rhyming
So I'm real with the flow, and now I'm here with the timing
And to the man upstairs, I hit the ceiling with a broomstick
Help all of my niggas I hope they don't see a tomb quick
Praying for my family, all the people that I room with
Make the goons quit, cause the government don't do...shhhh
And just keep it on the low
Cause I'mma rep my city every city that I go
And I'mma keep it clean, I never call a chick a hoe
So to every fast girl, I advise you to take it...slow
And don't let go, cause, things ain't the same
And, friends changing, steady re-arranging
But I ain't complaining
I'm hard as a rock
Making changes, like a brother partied with Pac
Now I ain't saying that I'm perfect, cause if she start twerkin I'm certain I'mma let her work it
I'm lost but I know that God is gon' help me do my searching, the devil is lurking, my niggas definitely murking, like what the word is?
Temptation got my heart racing
I'm breaking my obligation and chasing what I been facing, I'm facing all of these cravings
Like how you gone judge
Cause my name is Haven and finally piling my buzz
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I swear my mama been working so dang hard
Paycheck to paycheck no days off
As kids in the hood we just wanna play ball
I'm looking at the bills, I'mma get this paid off
Y'all stayed soft...I got harder
Kept my head on straight
Absent father but I know I'm finna turn out great
Turning papers in late, I've been focused on this music
They say it's impossible, watch a young brotha do it
Kids starving, at the apartment
Its more than music, it's where my heart is
It might be sunny outside but it's darkness
Inside, I let the pen ride when I spark this...
The Apartment was produced by Fugusta Neal.