On Top
Man I'm so sick of the shade
Feel like I'm in an umbrella
Can't even give me a day
She'll break me again if I let her
Can't even give me a break
If I do won't be stacking my cheddar
So I sit back and create
Can't be spending my time any better
What happened to honesty
Had me think I won the lottery
I'm smothered cause you wanna bottle me
Feel like hydraulic will fall on me
I'm done so don't follow me
You probably gon' wanna quit trying me
Tell you this honestly
I'm up now so you see a lot of me
I'm sick of the bitches who think that they know shit
You don't wanna risk it
This must be Thanksgiving, I'm cooking
I'm stacking my bread and my biscuits
And giving out track lists twice checking them
Giving out gifts like it's Christmas
You don't wanna listen, I don't give a shit what you think cause I did it
Can't let myself fade
Cannot start having a rest day
I can't be afraid
Face by myself at the end of the day
Bitch I'm on top, and I'm on fire
Don't think you bitches can deal
Bars hard as a rock, make you admire
Have you not thinking I'm real
I'm on top I'm on top I'm on top aye
I'm on top cannot drop stay another day
I'm on top I'm on top I'm on top aye
I'm on top cannot drop stay another day
Bitch I will not be your maid
All shit I do is self made
Maybe I do want a raise
But rather respect than get paid
Stacking my bread would ease days
But rather be causing a craze
Rather be up with the greats
Thinking these songs will bring change
Bitch I been around, spread from word of mouth
Control this myself, like I use a mouse
Owning what I live, like I bought a house
Building up my team, like I'm Jerry Krause
Bitch I'm at my peak, like I'm at the top
Making my music, I don't wanna stop
Like I flee police, like I lose the cops
Bitch I am a beast, the beauty's when I drop
Been thinking I'm needing a switch
I gotta stop taking the risks
They always end up into shit
Wanting my songs on a disk
But that means that I cannot miss
Gotta prove I'm not a bitch
So bring the beat back with some grit
Nobody better than me
Listen you bitches will see
Think I can take on a fleet
My name is Apollo Creed
Like fence I just add the D
My boys are just right down the street
They would take bullets for me
If I'm on top then my brothas succeed
I'm on top I'm on top I'm on top aye
I'm on top cannot drop stay another day
I'm on top I'm on top I'm on top aye
I'm on top cannot drop stay another day
Feel like I'm in an umbrella
Can't even give me a day
She'll break me again if I let her
Can't even give me a break
If I do won't be stacking my cheddar
So I sit back and create
Can't be spending my time any better
What happened to honesty
Had me think I won the lottery
I'm smothered cause you wanna bottle me
Feel like hydraulic will fall on me
I'm done so don't follow me
You probably gon' wanna quit trying me
Tell you this honestly
I'm up now so you see a lot of me
I'm sick of the bitches who think that they know shit
You don't wanna risk it
This must be Thanksgiving, I'm cooking
I'm stacking my bread and my biscuits
And giving out track lists twice checking them
Giving out gifts like it's Christmas
You don't wanna listen, I don't give a shit what you think cause I did it
Can't let myself fade
Cannot start having a rest day
I can't be afraid
Face by myself at the end of the day
Bitch I'm on top, and I'm on fire
Don't think you bitches can deal
Bars hard as a rock, make you admire
Have you not thinking I'm real
I'm on top I'm on top I'm on top aye
I'm on top cannot drop stay another day
I'm on top I'm on top I'm on top aye
I'm on top cannot drop stay another day
Bitch I will not be your maid
All shit I do is self made
Maybe I do want a raise
But rather respect than get paid
Stacking my bread would ease days
But rather be causing a craze
Rather be up with the greats
Thinking these songs will bring change
Bitch I been around, spread from word of mouth
Control this myself, like I use a mouse
Owning what I live, like I bought a house
Building up my team, like I'm Jerry Krause
Bitch I'm at my peak, like I'm at the top
Making my music, I don't wanna stop
Like I flee police, like I lose the cops
Bitch I am a beast, the beauty's when I drop
Been thinking I'm needing a switch
I gotta stop taking the risks
They always end up into shit
Wanting my songs on a disk
But that means that I cannot miss
Gotta prove I'm not a bitch
So bring the beat back with some grit
Nobody better than me
Listen you bitches will see
Think I can take on a fleet
My name is Apollo Creed
Like fence I just add the D
My boys are just right down the street
They would take bullets for me
If I'm on top then my brothas succeed
I'm on top I'm on top I'm on top aye
I'm on top cannot drop stay another day
I'm on top I'm on top I'm on top aye
I'm on top cannot drop stay another day
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Depaolo
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