On Top
Dude, you ain't gotta show me where the bottom is
I been there, homeless, no dolla's and model-less
Drank and weed habit with no trees and bottle-less
Think of me dying in jail, broke with cut wrists
I had to wake up like fuck this
Realize I was struggling with more than just the government
Take advantage of this life I was blessed with
I started working on them issues I was wrestling with
I was stressing and shit,
my existence in this world, I was questioning it
If it wasn't for my girl I'd be less than rich
I be lost in the game, a real pessimist, no hope, no shame
I'm the first to admit, I was probably to blame
I was putting too much worth into frivolous thangs
See, in order for rebirth you gotta die, mayne
And if you really make it, you gotta try, mayne
You know it feel good when you sitting on top
Like floating through the hood when you sitting in that drop
When you sitting on top you can feel it in your heart
I'm sitting on top, I'm sitting on top
You know it feel good when you sitting on top
Like floating through the hood when you sitting in that drop
When you sitting on top you can feel it in your heart
I'm sitting on top-I'm sitting on top
I used to fake that feeling
Now I exercise and I finally realize I could make that feeling
Got the power to paint pictures, create that feeling
And it's all up to me, what the world finna see
That's a beautiful position to be
I was a teen, like Martin Luther King, I had a dream in the east
Took the dream down south to the streets of S.C.
And now it's people down there that'd kill to be me
And its people oversea's had to tell me believe
I was starting to lose focus, had to stop and breathe
Had to realize once again
If I don't slow my roll, I'll end up in the penn
Life still hard for a black man, no gambling
I'm still hitting craps, man, still scrambling
Trying to make it in the game without a kilo
I know the money gon' come though, gotta be free though
Gotta get mind right, my money be alright
Gotta get mind right, my money be alright
Gotta get mind right, my money be alright
Next time they see me I'll be sitting in the limelight
You know it feel good when you sitting on top
Like floating through the hood when you sitting in that drop
When you sitting on top you can feel it in your heart
I'm sitting on top, I'm sitting on top
You know it feel good when you sitting on top
Like floating through the hood when you sitting in that drop
When you sitting on top you can feel it in your heart
I'm sitting on top, I'm sitting on top
I been there, homeless, no dolla's and model-less
Drank and weed habit with no trees and bottle-less
Think of me dying in jail, broke with cut wrists
I had to wake up like fuck this
Realize I was struggling with more than just the government
Take advantage of this life I was blessed with
I started working on them issues I was wrestling with
I was stressing and shit,
my existence in this world, I was questioning it
If it wasn't for my girl I'd be less than rich
I be lost in the game, a real pessimist, no hope, no shame
I'm the first to admit, I was probably to blame
I was putting too much worth into frivolous thangs
See, in order for rebirth you gotta die, mayne
And if you really make it, you gotta try, mayne
You know it feel good when you sitting on top
Like floating through the hood when you sitting in that drop
When you sitting on top you can feel it in your heart
I'm sitting on top, I'm sitting on top
You know it feel good when you sitting on top
Like floating through the hood when you sitting in that drop
When you sitting on top you can feel it in your heart
I'm sitting on top-I'm sitting on top
I used to fake that feeling
Now I exercise and I finally realize I could make that feeling
Got the power to paint pictures, create that feeling
And it's all up to me, what the world finna see
That's a beautiful position to be
I was a teen, like Martin Luther King, I had a dream in the east
Took the dream down south to the streets of S.C.
And now it's people down there that'd kill to be me
And its people oversea's had to tell me believe
I was starting to lose focus, had to stop and breathe
Had to realize once again
If I don't slow my roll, I'll end up in the penn
Life still hard for a black man, no gambling
I'm still hitting craps, man, still scrambling
Trying to make it in the game without a kilo
I know the money gon' come though, gotta be free though
Gotta get mind right, my money be alright
Gotta get mind right, my money be alright
Gotta get mind right, my money be alright
Next time they see me I'll be sitting in the limelight
You know it feel good when you sitting on top
Like floating through the hood when you sitting in that drop
When you sitting on top you can feel it in your heart
I'm sitting on top, I'm sitting on top
You know it feel good when you sitting on top
Like floating through the hood when you sitting in that drop
When you sitting on top you can feel it in your heart
I'm sitting on top, I'm sitting on top
Credits
Writer(s): Richie Hampton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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