The Top Opp

Whatever they're throwing up
Were putting a K at the end of it

All of this pain I got in me
I could've died by peace n plenty
You want to kill me well so do so many
I'm most hated in my city
My mama be worried they coming get me
I move with semi
He talk he made me but nobody gave me a penny
They spoke on my name and they wouldn't defend me

I'm probably the realest inside of the building
I'm losing my guys and I'm losing my feelings
Been sliding I done popped out the ceiling
When I was veteran y'all was some children
I was drilling before I knew about Chief Keef
Think I'ma rapper I'm really in knee deep
Ar15 I can still get the streets sweeped
I got some killers in D.C
Beat up a block n they beat feet

I'm not a rapper I'm stepping on steppers
(I am)
on her but her friend a little better
(She is)

She call me papi n gave me that sloppy as soon as I met her
Dissing on me and he layed on the Stretcher
They told him I'm crazy he should known better

Nobody know about you and that Tahoe
I got no cap in my raps like I'm Rylo
Go on a mission and shoot with your eyes closed
I did some dirt only god n the opps know
Yellow jackets I done ran out of hollows
Diss on the gram and then you getting followed
Bad little thottie yea she like to swallow
Told her friends she blames the Moscato
In my city I'm the top Opp
Spinning I'm making the block hot
Running my side and I'm running the Opp's block
Move wit the stick like I'm Gretzky
This a new four five XD
(Yeah)

where you from and it's up with whoever that want it with gang
They claiming blocks they don't hang at
Shout out to me I really changed that
I had the city on smash since way back
Still a killer but I'm laid back
Throwing shots tell me take that
Don't gotta big homie yours been a rat
Bro smoking Balla he been a pack

I put the gun down
thought it was over it's stuck now
She wanna cause I'm up now
Work came in just touched down
Talk Opp get touched by the sundown

He got a Mac well we gotta mac too
Bag on my head well I gotta bag too
You got my back you know I'm a back you
Said he your shooter I'll make em a tattoo
Pull up you said you gone pull up you don't even pass through
We don't be talking you talking we clap you
I don't be fighting but Gotti will trash you
He told me chill Gotti I had too

U bringing smoke and I promise I'll match u
U think u stepping but so did the last few
Step out the house and I promise I'm right there
They want the real me I'm really a nightmare
They know my name but they really don't know me
Free my lil brother man that was my code
I did my time but they wanted to hold me
I was the muscle but now I'm the OG

You turnt now so come and kill me
I'm the top Opp u know the real me
I seen em change I seen em fold I'm still me
You turnt now so come and kill me



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Writer(s): Diego Morales
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