Lyrics:
my bitch a choosy lover
Never fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets
Like it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser, drive a Kompressor
Top notch
like snakes
Remain solid wont change
Keep a nina sittin on my waist
I can’t go out sad no way
Wake up and go get it erryday
Going up up and away
Aye aye
like mine if you sittin on yo ass then lil hoe pipe down I just go go go go go go get it go go go go go go get it you say that you wit it? Nah you ain't
As of lately, my demons, they bother me
When I'm sleepin', they sittin' on top of me
And wherever I go, they'll follow me
I fell into the pit and it's bottomless
it go
Tops of our heads to tips of our toes
We're untouchable
Everyday the sun'll shine
Took this dream and made it mine
I'm gettin down one thing that
with me
I got an old car we drove to the edge of town
We stopped by old man Millers' farm
Just to watch the world spin around
And she moves
facts
I be runnin' circles around you niggas like I'm runnin' track
All my dogs deep, even ones sittin' in the back
Racin' to the top like I'm speedin'
Overwhelmed overworked overpaid
I'm on top of the world
Sittin' pretty on a stack
But the stack still cracks in my veins
I'm on top of the world
jail?
When I can be on the street with my peep nigga
Countin' some mill
Hypnotized by fast thangs, fast cars and fast bitches
I'm tryin' to have fast
good, oh
All I need is love
To the Lord above
I'm sittin' here, reminiscin', think I just got a light bulb
Somethin' I'd like to mention, this is
shoot by myself, like a technical foul
City to city, got girls goin' wild
Better not reach for my chain when I jump in the crowd
Lambo' so low, gotta
And they claim to be New York's king? It ain't about that
It's more serious, I plan to toast it up with you
Joke with you, happy we on top, the most
I spent six months with the salt in the air, beer in my cup, ass in a chair
Top down, shades on goin' down route one
Mama said have a blast, but not
Sittin on the top of the world with about 36
Million in my pocket and rockin it from the mountain top
Livin it at ease, cool breeze, because I'm countin
again
I don't be sittin' 'round thinkin' what I could've been
I'ma do it now, I told mama I'ma do her proud
I do what I want, you niggas do what you
up the sticky
Not that barnyard hay
We just getting to the money
Then get on our way
Yep, 3 whips back to back
Followed by a Cadillac
Trucks, sluts
Oh by the way
If you didn't know now you know
Issa mufuckin Profit World
13 Hunnid
Keep close eyes on the kids
PG 13
I just be comin a lil different
the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm
top, I got my Glock cocked
Bustin' at niggas, when will it stop?
Now tell me are you scared of the dark?
Can't close my eyes I see visions
And even
Girl from the heat
Anavee Anavee yea
Girl from the heat
Ana-vee
I just wanna drink a 12 pack ipa
Bout to hit the studio right by la
I'm just getting
everybody was sittin' there not callin' my phone
Yeah, hope you really listen to this shit, man I'm rappin' by my life
Everything that I've been through, man,
the world how to be fly, yes
[Chorus]
[Fabolous]
If you want to act Hollywood, fine; but, shorty, let's do it
When we sittin' on the hills like
filed, makeup made
We can shock South Beach, shake up Dade
In a drop top Phantom with the Drakov blades
I'm a stop by the barber, you can hit the shops
mama know how I could get down
But, know I ain't leavin' this journey, I'm on
I ain't never confessin', but I got missionaries sittin' inside my home
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