Top G
I'm Top G
And while we're on the subject
I wanna state here and now
That's what makes me such a fantastic individual
Because I don't have to give up my entire life
To be successful in one particular field
Most dudes to look like me have to give up their entire to look like me
I can do it as a hobby on the side
I got to many holes in my soul
I got too many people I know
Tryna take away all that I earned
Still I adapt and I learn
I got too many reasons I lie
I got all my guns pointed at the sky
So I sit and I watch and I learn
From the past and the ways of the earth
Momma gave birth to a child
Let him grow up with a coke and a smile
Made him run laps round the track for a while
Now the kids back
With a mind full of vengeance
Bow down to the king
Take a look at the size of the ring
You couldn't get higher
Even if you wanted too
Vocals so smooth
Got your girl changing attitudes
It's what I do
And what I say
That's gonna
Get me paid
Make these people wanna
Jump Jump Jump
When the G comes around
All the girls in the crowd go
Uh uh,yea yea
So take it slow
I'm all about my dough
And all my bitches know
Where all my loving goes
So take it slow
I'm all about my dough
And all my bitches know
Where all my loving goes
Me and my friends the things we've been through
It's been life or Fucking death
It's not a Tik Tok dance
It is life and death
It's gladiators
It's a completely different realm
Facts
Still I'm taking my time
Writing all the beats to my rhyme
Climbing all the hills in my mind
Popping off these rounds leaving scars
Hunting for the reasons I fight
Coming for the ship of my life
Stunning' on all the ones who appose
Gunning tearing down all my foes
Running into the night
Like a thief in street
Been working so hard I forget when to eat
I kill for the thrill
And the love of the game
I'll stop when I'm dead
I ain't taking no breaks
Bitch I ain't taking no breaks
So take it slow
I'm all about my dough
And all my bitches know
Where all my loving goes
So take it slow
I'm all about my dough
And all my bitches know
Where all my loving goes
Can't be fucking with a Top G like me
Giving out buggatis for free
Screaming out fuck the police
Imma catch a case right here in these streets
Imma die slow
I ain't got no choice
Still talking shit to you bitch boys
Still run the block Like the Og's
Still bumping Dre on the High Key
Better watch how you talk to the Top G
And while we're on the subject
I wanna state here and now
That's what makes me such a fantastic individual
Because I don't have to give up my entire life
To be successful in one particular field
Most dudes to look like me have to give up their entire to look like me
I can do it as a hobby on the side
I got to many holes in my soul
I got too many people I know
Tryna take away all that I earned
Still I adapt and I learn
I got too many reasons I lie
I got all my guns pointed at the sky
So I sit and I watch and I learn
From the past and the ways of the earth
Momma gave birth to a child
Let him grow up with a coke and a smile
Made him run laps round the track for a while
Now the kids back
With a mind full of vengeance
Bow down to the king
Take a look at the size of the ring
You couldn't get higher
Even if you wanted too
Vocals so smooth
Got your girl changing attitudes
It's what I do
And what I say
That's gonna
Get me paid
Make these people wanna
Jump Jump Jump
When the G comes around
All the girls in the crowd go
Uh uh,yea yea
So take it slow
I'm all about my dough
And all my bitches know
Where all my loving goes
So take it slow
I'm all about my dough
And all my bitches know
Where all my loving goes
Me and my friends the things we've been through
It's been life or Fucking death
It's not a Tik Tok dance
It is life and death
It's gladiators
It's a completely different realm
Facts
Still I'm taking my time
Writing all the beats to my rhyme
Climbing all the hills in my mind
Popping off these rounds leaving scars
Hunting for the reasons I fight
Coming for the ship of my life
Stunning' on all the ones who appose
Gunning tearing down all my foes
Running into the night
Like a thief in street
Been working so hard I forget when to eat
I kill for the thrill
And the love of the game
I'll stop when I'm dead
I ain't taking no breaks
Bitch I ain't taking no breaks
So take it slow
I'm all about my dough
And all my bitches know
Where all my loving goes
So take it slow
I'm all about my dough
And all my bitches know
Where all my loving goes
Can't be fucking with a Top G like me
Giving out buggatis for free
Screaming out fuck the police
Imma catch a case right here in these streets
Imma die slow
I ain't got no choice
Still talking shit to you bitch boys
Still run the block Like the Og's
Still bumping Dre on the High Key
Better watch how you talk to the Top G
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Writer(s): Matthew Mier
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