As one of the six epicenters of Southern hip hop, Memphis has always had a thriving underground capable of producing major platinum superstars such as Eightball & MJG, 3-6 Mafia and Project Pat,Skip a.k.a Gianni Booker. All of the above-mentioned artists at one point in time literally dominated the city’s underground rap scene before going on to become national superstars. Next up to bat is Yo Gotti, M-Town’s current underground rap kingpin. Like his namesake John Gotti, the Memphis based rapper has been running the Southern underground scene with an iron fist for the past. Known and respected throughout the South for his skill and finesse on the microphone, Yo Gotti is one the South’s most respected young rappers.
Born Mario Mims, Yo Gotti grew up in the infamous Ridge Crest Apartments in a North Memphis neighborhood called Frazier. His childhood was typical for a poor ghetto youth in the Deep South. Raised in a family of hustlers and exposed to hard times 24 hours a day the Tennessee rap titan soon turned to the only thing that he knew could get him paid, hustling. “Being from the hood things like hustling will come your way,” says Yo Gotti. “Everybody in my family hustled in some kinda way.” Ironically, hustling is what ultimately led Yo Gotti to rapping.
Taking his cue from Memphis rap legends such as Eightball & MJG, Al Kapone, Gangsta Black, Triple 6 Mafia and Kingpin Skinny Pimp, all of whom he lists as influences, Yo Gotti released his own underground tape entitled, Youngster on the Come Up and placed it on consignment at local mom & pop record stores as well as hustling it out the trunk. The tape sold like hotcakes on the street and made Yo Gotti the hottest rapper on the streets of Memphis. From the Dope Game to the Rap Game, Yo Gotti’s sophomore effort sold so well that Select-O-Hits, a local based independent distributor offered him a small deal and the Memphis rapper more than doubled his fan base with absolutely no marketing or promotions. Soon he found himself ranked among the city’s top rappers. In addition to being featured on the cover of Murderdog Magazine along side his idols Kingpin Skinny Pimp and Al Kapone his record From the Dope Game to the Rap Game made the list for the magazine’s top independent record for the year 2000.
Two years later he inked a distribution deal with TVT Records and released the critically acclaimed album Life, which did respectable numbers for an independent label. “It sold about 40 or 50,000, with no promotions or video,” says Yo Gotti. “That record did what it did on its own.” But as the old saying goes when one door is closed another opened. Gotti’s reputation as the king of Memphis continued to spread and that eventually led him to a production deal with Cash Money/Universal records for his group the Block Burnaz. With his TVT sophomore album entitled Back 2 Da Basics, Yo Gotti returns with the same hardcore street flavor that his die-hard fans have come to know and love, only this time around the true king of Memphis has elevated his game a bit. Given the fact that his last record didn’t do the type of big number he’d hope for you’d think that Yo Gotti would switch up his style to reach a larger audience. Right? Wrong! According to Gotti his street credibility with his underground fans means more to him than gold or platinum status.
“The one thing that you have to understand is that when you create a fan base off of street product the last thing you wanna do is disrespect them by changing because of the record companies and stuff like that. When you do that you change what created you. To me it is very important that I keep in tune with the people that helped to sell 40,000 records independently. That’s why I call my record Back 2 Da Basics.”
Produced by DJ Thoomp, Mannie Fresh, Carlos Brody and newcomers Street Tunes, Back 2 Da Basics offers fans a gritty, insider’s view into the real streets of Memphis as seen through the eyes of Yo Gotti. Nowhere is this viewpoint more intense than on “Full Time,” the amped up lead single –and featured in the MTV Films’ Hustle & Flow movie - with a thunderous bass and intoxicating beat that espouses Gotti’s formula to success –hustle full time.
“A lotta cats wanna be a rapper or a street hustler but they don’t wanna put in the time that it takes,” says Yo Gotti. “They want the money and the cars and the girls, but they don’t wanna work hard for it. But to be successful at anything you gotta grind for it.” On the song “Mama We Gone Be Alright,” he waxes introspective by reflecting on all of the hard times that he and his family have suffered through the years and offers her hope-filled words encouragement. “Mama We Gone Be Alright” along with the gripping tune “My Story” emerges as two of the most interesting songs on Back 2 Da Basics. These three titles along with club banging songs like “Shorty” featuring Baby make Back 2 Da Basics one of the best albums of the year.
Touchdown
Yo Gotti Lyrics
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These niggas go white dis , white that (Quit fucking with me, white everything)
A lil' bitch I fuck with talk bout she want white cat
You know this my city nigga! (Ho you crazy) Pussy ass nigga
I got bass in the trunk, highs on the inside,
Marshmallow paint 49ers on the inside Touchdown,
A nigga going long, field goal,
Extra point a nigga going strong 210 on the dash,
Like the Yankees when I come past Home run,
That boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart
Streets talkin', gotta be doin' good
Niggas wanna try 'em,
Couple niggas from the hood you know how that go,
Niggas say you don't fuck wit em,
Truth be told wen I hustlin' I ain't fuck wit 'em same nigga still owe me on a pack,
Think a nigga forgot because I'm rappin' nah
When I get off the road,
I shoot back to my town new whips,
New watch, fuck with me,
Its goin' down own family hatin',
Niggas looking mad, guess it be little better if a nigga was doin' bad, but momma got a smile,
Brother still wild I gotta get this money I just had another child, They say I'm gettin' fat,
Guess I'm eatin' good 20 racks in the motor, got my name under the hood, Yo Gotti,
Sometimes I think back, I could of went fed, this a chance in a lifetime I gotta think ahead
I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint 49ers on the inside Touchdown,
A nigga going long, field goal, extra point a nigga going strong 210 on the dash,
Blue jeans inside, white with blue top, like the Yankees when I come past Home run,
That boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart
My city rootin' for me the club owners mad 'cause I won't come to kick it for under 25 bands
And you taking it personal I'm just tryna feed my mans see you ain't a real nigga
So that's somethin' you wouldn't understand but if it wasn't for my homeboys
And if it wasn't for my fans I would of been clicked on you bitches
And doin' a quarter off and the can but I'mma keep on grindin' and keep on shinin'
'Cause that's what you can't stand I'mma kill you bitches softly every time I ride pass
What the fuck make you wanna beef wit me like you street as me
Running round here talking down bitch you ain't use to be wit me bitch
You ain't use to tote heat wit me bitch you ain't use to eat wit me bitch
I was thuggin' and Ridgecrest yo funky ass was somewhere down the street
Yo fuck ass ain't no real g tell me where dey do that at gang bang in yo neighborhood
But round me wouldn't even throw up your set Motherfuckers do anything for a check,
OK that's cool but don't fuck around & let project pat and juicy j get yo ass wet
On another note I'm the same nigga wit mo paper nd mo bigger
And wen ever I'm and town bitch im rite here on shady vista
My jewelry on my car parked my shirt off wit no pistol
Ain't nan nigga gone take nothin' my lil niggas a shake somethin'
My lil' niggas got mo paper my lil' niggas don't even rap runnin'
Round talk bout you got signed bitch you still livin in the trap!
I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside,
Marshmallow paint 49ers on the inside Touchdown,
A nigga going long, field goal, extra point a nigga going strong 210 on the dash,
Blue jeans inside, white with blue top, like the Yankees when I come past Home run,
That boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart
The lyrics of Yo Gotti's song Touchdown focus on his success and hustle as a rapper from Memphis, Tennessee. He boasts about his material wealth, including his car with a powerful audio system, and his success in the music industry. He also addresses his haters and those who doubt his abilities, asserting that he will continue to work hard and be successful despite their negativity. Yo Gotti also emphasizes his loyalty to his hometown and the people from his neighborhood who have supported him.
The opening lines of the song refer to his "coke crazy" persona, which suggests a ruthless and unapologetic attitude toward his grind in the music industry. He criticizes other rappers who overuse the slang term "white," which refers to cocaine, and suggests that he is more authentic and true to his roots. The line "I got bass in the trunk, highs on the inside" represents his dedication to making his music sound as powerful and impactful as possible. He also references his car's colors, which reflect his support for the San Francisco 49ers and the New York Yankees.
Throughout the song, Yo Gotti emphasizes his hustle and work ethic, as well as his desire to prove his haters wrong. He mentions his ability to make money and his responsibility to provide for his family, including a new child. The song's chorus, which repeats the line "Touchdown," represents Yo Gotti's many successes and victories. Overall, the song is a tribute to Yo Gotti's hometown and his rise to success despite any obstacles that have come his way.
Line by Line Meaning
Aye you know I'm cocaine crazy right?
I'm very involved in the drug trade, dealing cocaine and making lots of money from it.
These niggas go white dis, white that (Quit fucking with me, white everything)
People brag about using and selling cocaine so much, it's annoying and I want them to stop talking about it.
A lil' bitch I fuck with talk bout she want white cat
I have a woman in my life who wants cocaine, and I'm able to provide it for her.
You know this my city nigga! (Ho you crazy) Pussy ass nigga
I'm confident and proud of my involvement in the drug culture that dominates the city where I come from, and anyone who disagrees is weak.
I got bass in the trunk, highs on the inside, Marshmallow paint 49ers on the inside Touchdown,
I have a high-end car with a powerful sound system and custom paint job that represents my favorite football team and symbolizes my success.
A nigga going long, field goal, Extra point a nigga going strong 210 on the dash,
I'm driving fast like a football player running a long pass and successful making strong moves in the drug business.
Blue jean inside, white wit blue top, like the Yankees when I come past Home run,
My car's interior is a combination of blue and white, like the New York Yankees' colors, representing my love of the team and my sense of style. It's a home run and I feel successful when I roll up in it.
That boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart
I'm succeeding big time in the drug trade, not just hitting homeruns but winning the World Series. I'm strategic and cunning in my moves.
Streets talkin', gotta be doin' good
People talk about my success in the drug business because I'm making lots of money and have a good reputation.
Niggas wanna try 'em,
Other drug dealers want to test me and see if they can make moves against me.
Couple niggas from the hood you know how that go,
Some of these other dealers are from my neighborhood and it's typical for there to be competition and rivalry.
Niggas say you don't fuck wit em,
Some dealers think that I don't show them enough respect or give them the time of day.
Truth be told wen I hustlin' I ain't fuck wit 'em same nigga still owe me on a pack,
The truth is that I don't deal with them because we aren't really friends, and one of them still owes me money for drugs he never paid for.
Think a nigga forgot because I'm rappin' nah
Just because I'm a successful rapper now doesn't mean I forgot about the drug business and what people owe me.
When I get off the road, I shoot back to my town new whips, New watch, fuck with me, It's goin' down
When I'm done touring and performing, I return to my hometown with new cars and watches, and people know that it means I'm making moves and they better not mess with me.
Own family hatin', Niggas looking mad, guess it be little better if a nigga was doin' bad,
Even my own family hates on me because of the dirty money I'm making, and people might like me better if I wasn't as successful as I am now.
But momma got a smile, Brother still wild
Despite the hate, my mother is still proud of me and my brother is still living a wild lifestyle with me at his side.
I gotta get this money I just had another child,
I'm constantly hustling to make more money, even though I just had another child to take care of.
They say I'm gettin' fat, Guess I'm eatin' good
People comment on my weight gain due to my expensive and lavish lifestyle of good food and drink.
20 racks in the motor, got my name under the hood, Yo Gotti,
I have a large amount of money invested into my car and its customization, including my name under the hood, as a representation of my power and status in the drug business.
Sometimes I think back, I could have went fed, this a chance in a lifetime I gotta think ahead
I reflect on the possibility that I could have ended up in prison, but now that I have this chance at success, I have to plan for a better future.
My city rootin' for me the club owners mad 'cause I won't come to kick it for under 25 bands
People in my city are cheering for me and the club owners are angry that I won't perform for less than a certain amount of money. This shows my sense of value and confidence in my work.
And you taking it personal I'm just tryna feed my mans see you ain't a real nigga So that's somethin' you wouldn't understand
Some people don't understand how important it is for me to take care of my people and provide for them, and I don't have time for people who don't get it or don't have the same loyalty and strength as me.
but if it wasn't for my homeboys And if it wasn't for my fans I would of been clicked on you bitches
Without my friends and fans, I might have killed or attacked some people who have been disrespectful to me and my business.
And doin' a quarter off and the can but I'mma keep on grindin' and keep on shinin
I could easily have ended up in prison for a long time, but I'm determined to keep working hard and being successful despite the risks.
'Cause that's what you can't stand I'mma kill you bitches softly every time I ride pass
People hate on me because I'm successful and they can't stand it, but I'm going to keep reminding them of my power and success every time I pass them by.
What the fuck make you wanna beef wit me like you street as me Running round here talking down
I don't understand why other people want to compete with me or disrespect me, acting like they are as powerful and connected as I am.
Bitch you ain't use to be wit me bitch You ain't use to tote heat wit me bitch You ain't use to eat wit me bitch I was thuggin' and Ridgecrest yo funky ass was somewhere down the street
Those people who are now disrespecting me never used to be around me or be loyal to me when I was on the streets and had to fight for everything I have now.
Yo fuck ass ain't no real g tell me where dey do that at gang bang in yo neighborhood But round me wouldn't even throw up your set
Those people aren't even true members of our gang culture and couldn't survive in my neighborhood, so they better watch their actions and stop trying to compete with me.
Motherfuckers do anything for a check, OK that's cool but don't fuck around & let project pat and juicy j get yo ass wet
There are a lot of bad people in this business, but be careful because if you mess with me, you might anger some even more violent and dangerous people.
On another note I'm the same nigga wit mo paper nd mo bigger And wen ever I'm and town bitch im rite here on shady vista My jewelry on my car parked my shirt off wit no pistol
Despite the risks and challenges, I'm still the same successful person with more money and bigger opportunities. When I'm back in town, people can expect to see me driving around showing off my jewelry and wearing no gun.
Ain't nan nigga gone take nothin' my lil niggas a shake somethin' My lil' niggas got mo paper my lil' niggas don't even rap running Round talk bout you got signed bitch you still livin in the trap!
I have a group of young and loyal men who would do anything to protect me and what I've built. They have more money and status than even some signed rappers, and they refuse to forget the tough life we all come from.
I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, Marshmallow paint 49ers on the inside Touchdown, A nigga going long, field goal, extra point a nigga going strong 210 on the dash, Blue jeans inside, white with blue top, like the Yankees when I come past Home run, That boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart
I'm a successful drug dealer and rapper, with a custom and flashy car that represents my power and style. I'm making big moves and I'm strategic in my decisions, even winning the World Series in my eyes.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Ultra Tunes
Written by: Mario Mims
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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