Top Tier (feat. Dizzy Wright)

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Nick Graves

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Yo
Top tiers like Pac here
The GOATS say don't talk to the law
The cops weird
There's not a nigga that I fear, my eyes clear
What I did in ten, I'm quadrupling in five years
Standards, we don't even respect the slander
They asking questions but try to contaminate the answers
Never picked up the bandana life
These niggas toting guns that they can't even handle right
Keeping shit a stack, we don't got a chance
We just working on a couple million dollar plans
I'm making invisible moves like I'm Hollow Man
The game will make you feel like you ain't real until you shot a man
And he gotta be the same color skin
That harsh reality, who tryna cap the leg
We ain't investing all that money if your album mid
We ain't investing all that money if your album mid
They say, "what if you fail?"
I say, "God forbid"
The hate they was wishing on me, I got the opposite
That's why I throw my locs on on some Big Poppa shit
Tell em I'm coming and I'm rocking who I'm rocking with
Top tier, my eyes tearing up
Next whip I'm all in for the interior
If we were dogs, you know I would be that terrier that's jumping through them hoops and walls
I'm running through them barriers
King shit
Rookie mistakes I haven't made yet, I'm no vet
There's a beast in me I ain't tamed yet
Still got a long way to make a name yet
I'm still killing em, and leaving em a last place to rest
I get to feeling em out, yeah I can feel their energy
And what they really about
Are they repeating history
Or can they throw it out the window
Take a different route
They in and out of cultures like they own em all
They indecisive
Imma sit em down and talk now like its my own child
I'll sit down and write in broad day like its my own Bible
Paramountic star on the way, they following suit
No need to shoot, Ruger on the waist, bullets is food
I'm gonna assume that you bitches think I'm ill
I can kick you knowledge while I'm still standing still
When y'all think I'm declining, I'm around the corner climbing hills
Imma need a Maserati, Imma speak it till it hear me cause im top tier
I drop gems, leave clues
Y'all just need to find like Steve and Blue
This is my interlude for old me, and me impressing you
I'll show you a thing or two about what ringers do
I'll fold the beat in two like laundry day
I'll snatch ya out your daze
(Beat switch)
Caught you daydreaming
Writing stories through the ink
He get motivated at work, that blue pen to the sheet
I ain't a liar, I'm a fetus
A growing legion
When I'm on, their hand'll reach in
If I don't like it then I tweak it
If I see em start to sleep, I'll make it lethal
Slap the bitch out of ya phonies like my last name was Knievel
Ramp em up, an evil sequel
Then I'll make my pitch to Jeter
Don't be wasting my time, cause I could barely afford Geneva
I'm a fornicating spectacle
This perfect to the decibel
I'm writing out my hit list so I could get them out indefinite
They remind me of a federal
I speak against a federal
There's niggas, if you let em
Tear you down like architecturals
I'm structured to be flexible
I'm advocating God
I'm only praying he could meet me when I need advise from better me
They wanting me to tone it down
I gotta wrap my mind around my present and stop worrying about my destiny
I'm holy now

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