On Top

I be balling and I don't need no assistance
I have a plan and I know that it is brilliant
I couldn't waste time I have to be efficient
If they switching then I cannot be forgiving
I have a drive going after my ambition
I can fly nigga only if I'm willing
I'm almost there I can see it in the distance
I'm getting money had to stack it to the ceiling

I got it out the mud but my mama was providing
Got it out the dirt incase these niggas try the sliding
I was tryna chase the bag so I could do no hiding
I'm only 17 yeah I could violent
I had a dream I was tryna make it out
Whipping foreign on the asphalt I wouldn't watch the mileage
Couldn't have no doubt cause my lil bro was looking up to me
Like I was on a ladder told him getting to climbing
My teacher testing but I had to stay in school
If I want to make it out the trenches I couldn't be a fool
Had to be street smart they was setting me apart
I was living in the dark but I keep my cool
Had live in my shadow so I could see the light
It's so bright stars only shine up in the night
Just imagine when I'm shining like the sun
But I'm shining like a star for now at least a nigga first to none
I came first it doesn't feel as if I won
A nigga shot a head but I didn't have a gun
If I left you in the rear view no I don't miss ya
Had to crop some niggas out my image just to see the bigger picture

I be balling and I don't need no assistance
I have a plan and I know that it is brilliant
I couldn't waste time I have to be efficient
If they switching then I cannot be forgiving
I have a drive going after my ambition
I can fly nigga only if I'm willing
I'm almost there I can see it in the distance
I'm getting money had to stack it to the ceiling

I'm always smile but feeling all the pain
Mama always tell me that I'm able like my brothers name is cane
I'm walking with a limp cause I gat a crooked smile
Imma fix it in a while but I'm a beast and they couldn't tame
Me call me The Young Prodigy
I'm photogenic but I gat a chip up on my teeth
Its like a scar it helps me learn from the past
My life is like a marathon had to pace it now I'm not in last
Now I'm fly as a plane I'm trying not to crash
I have to keep on pushing and they couldn't tell me stop
I moving fast and I'm tryna get the cash
Save it up for later now we back to chilling on the block
I wasn't selling white I was rapping for my life
I was opening the doors and I didn't have to knock
My brothers they be striving cause these niggas be conniving
But we really ain't finish till we chilling on the top