Tippy Top
A troublesome young nigga in the streets
I swear it really made my momma cry
I found my calling and a nigga went crazy
Rapping in the studio and selling 8ths for $35
I'm tryna make it by
I had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
A breed of the ghetto, believe I'm a veteran
And i'ma run it up until a nigga at the tippy top
at the tippy top
Ask yourself what you would sacrifice to trade the cards that god put in your hands
These nights I'm moving smarter
I'm a shark within the water
My drip be bora bora, I gotta get it any means
Shawty said she feel my aura, yes she like my inner-g (energy)
Because I'm moving different
I feel so far gone created distance
They can't pick a team they be switching, which one is it?
I be on the phone with Tiny we painting pictures
We plotting on the vision, practicing what we spitting
In the Bible reading passages, I'm feeling like a pacifist
My mind it race at night, no wonder I can't sleep imagine this
Running these plays but I'm cautious cause they watching
And I had to run it up, I ain't have no other option
Speak from your heart let out that fire that they call passion
I been on my grind ain't been this inspired in a couple days
Put in work now all these bitches he don't know they be feeling a way
Cause a young nigga popping off
A troublesome young nigga in the streets
I swear it really made my momma cry
I found my calling and a nigga went crazy
Rapping in the studio and selling 8ths for $35
I'm tryna make it by
I had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
A breed of the ghetto, believe I'm a veteran
And i'ma run it up until a nigga at the tippy top
at the tippy top
And I won't fucking stop until a nigga really make it, make it
Cause when you going through it be hard to have some patience
For the ones that I love I just gotta make a way
I'ma run it up this year
I'm tired of running out of fear, I have to hold my own.
Seen niggas change, switch up, it hurts my souls
Cut them off, no I won't look back
A troublesome young nigga in the streets
I swear it really made my momma cry
I found my calling and a nigga went crazy
Rapping in the studio and selling 8ths for $35
I'm tryna make it by
I had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
A breed of the ghetto, believe I'm a veteran
And I'ma run it up until a nigga at the tippy top
at the tippy top
I swear it really made my momma cry
I found my calling and a nigga went crazy
Rapping in the studio and selling 8ths for $35
I'm tryna make it by
I had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
A breed of the ghetto, believe I'm a veteran
And i'ma run it up until a nigga at the tippy top
at the tippy top
Ask yourself what you would sacrifice to trade the cards that god put in your hands
These nights I'm moving smarter
I'm a shark within the water
My drip be bora bora, I gotta get it any means
Shawty said she feel my aura, yes she like my inner-g (energy)
Because I'm moving different
I feel so far gone created distance
They can't pick a team they be switching, which one is it?
I be on the phone with Tiny we painting pictures
We plotting on the vision, practicing what we spitting
In the Bible reading passages, I'm feeling like a pacifist
My mind it race at night, no wonder I can't sleep imagine this
Running these plays but I'm cautious cause they watching
And I had to run it up, I ain't have no other option
Speak from your heart let out that fire that they call passion
I been on my grind ain't been this inspired in a couple days
Put in work now all these bitches he don't know they be feeling a way
Cause a young nigga popping off
A troublesome young nigga in the streets
I swear it really made my momma cry
I found my calling and a nigga went crazy
Rapping in the studio and selling 8ths for $35
I'm tryna make it by
I had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
A breed of the ghetto, believe I'm a veteran
And i'ma run it up until a nigga at the tippy top
at the tippy top
And I won't fucking stop until a nigga really make it, make it
Cause when you going through it be hard to have some patience
For the ones that I love I just gotta make a way
I'ma run it up this year
I'm tired of running out of fear, I have to hold my own.
Seen niggas change, switch up, it hurts my souls
Cut them off, no I won't look back
A troublesome young nigga in the streets
I swear it really made my momma cry
I found my calling and a nigga went crazy
Rapping in the studio and selling 8ths for $35
I'm tryna make it by
I had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
A breed of the ghetto, believe I'm a veteran
And I'ma run it up until a nigga at the tippy top
at the tippy top
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Writer(s): Alim-karim Kamara
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