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Hmm-hmm (It's Top, nigga)
Oh-oh (I ain't sung in so long, nigga)
Never knew how hard it'd get
Never knew it'd come to this
Real dark places where I been
After all, I'm amazed that I conquered it
Came from them shootouts
Tell 'em book the stage, ready for to blow the roof off
Walk from out my cage, tell my celly that I moved out
I ain't notice I was fuckin' up my life, but that, they knew about (Lil Top, Lil Top)
Grandpa, how you been, man?
Made twenty-five doin' time, I'm a grown man
Stare inside my eyes, tell no lies, I was fumblin'
I was totin' that fire, rollin' hard off of one Xan'
Tryna find my way without no compass
I wake up every day fuckin' up my cake by doin' dumb shit
Tell that last ho she was fake, you ain't my bae, you ain't no woman
I was fucked up 'bout a fake, look at my face, this shit ain't funny
I was chasin' after somethin' that I ain't wanted
I say I'll face it head-on, ain't no runnin'
I'm the king of the jungle, with some prisoners, end up rumblin'
Had to learn everything ain't finna get solved with my money
I got it all, but tell God I'm needin' somethin'
Never knew how hard it'd get
Never knew it'd come to this
Real dark places where I been
After all, I'm amazed that I conquered it
Woah
I don't know what it is holdin' my soul
But I won't give in no more
I gotta go big for my kids, you gon' hear it in these songs
On top of that mountain, I smoked K2 and know them pills, I popped that
I hear somethin' wrong that I don't like, I just say, "Where my Glock at?"
People come around just for my lifestyle, thinkin' clear, I ain't like that
Don't none of these people 'posed to be 'round, where the fuck my sister at?
Same day I give 'em fifty grand same day they stealin' out my bag
Same day I pop like twenty Xans and don't remember where I'm at
But I say no more
Go and buy a brand-new home with new locks on the door
Got a brand-new phone, out of contact with them hoes
Privacy jet I done flown with my wife chasin' loads
Young thug nigga, say the life, he don't need no more
Still gon' ride with the sword, I said it's my choice
Woah
I don't know what it is holdin' my soul
But I won't give in no more
I gotta go big for my kids, you gon' hear it in these songs
I got the key, I'ma pop my shit, you try to stop, get knocked, bitch
We gon' start this shit off with some shots, already know how Top get
Tell 'em it's been hard for me to cope, I don't give no fuck about no ho
My son mama snortin' dope, I ain't fallin' off, too many flows
I'm hearin' shit about my four, know it's the five where I reside
You could see the pain all in my eyes, know you see the growth, the way I stride
I done made it out, but most them nights inside, I sat up and I cried
I been holdin' on for the longest, I ain't have no seatbelt on the ride
I'll grab them sticks and I'll ride, what you know about that?
Nigga played, I murdered most of them guys, I ain't gotta speak about that
I was bumpin' Peep when I was high, gone off a styrofoam bad
Admittin' I'm tired, you got it, gangster, I ain't tryna be with all that
Never knew how hard it'd get
Never knew it'd come to this
Real dark places where I been
After all, amazed that I conquered it
Woah
I don't know what it is holdin' my soul
I'm not givin' in no more
Gotta go big for my kids, you gon' hear it in these songs
I just pulled up in that motherfuckin'— gone
Me and BoBo in this motherfucker clutchin', what you on?
And I'm so fresh, I know she wanna fuck me, bae, come on, huh
This that catch an opp and hop out, walk his ass down
They not swaggin' like Lil Top, nigga, huh, wipe me down
Bitch, I got that guap that get you popped and leave you found
I just came through, it ain't hard to tell that I got money
I just came through like, bitch, don't tell me nothin', I come from nothin'
Rolex cost a Benz truck, got my F&N tucked
Mansion cost a high school, 'bout time I turn my kids up
I been up, don't give a fuck, heard I bucked his friend up
Go ask 'bout me, I'm divin', 5.56s lift his chin up
Flexin', bitch, draw the stick and takin' shit
Bing, baow, baow, baow, bitch, stop all that holdin' it
Pussy nigga trollin', all y'all act just like some hoes to me
Put this bitch up on him, bring straight pressure if he think that he gon' roll on me
Yeah, I been chilled out, meds, I been in my bag
I been showin' my ass, nigga, yeah, nigga, yeah
I owe thirteen mil' to Jaz, I had shh poke his ass
She had topped me, then got polished, clean that bitch with Gucci rags
He got nuts while I was down, now I'm out and that's his ass
We might catch him in the lobby, bro gon' pop out with a mask
Skrrt, skrrt, tell my daddy that I say this bitch too fast
Park that bitch, niggas can't act like that they ain't just see me and Herm
I just pulled up in that motherfuckin'— gone
Me and BoBo in this motherfucker clutchin', what you on?
And I'm so fresh, I know she wanna fuck me, bae, come on, huh
This that catch an opp and hop out, walk his ass down
They not swaggin' like Lil Top, nigga, huh, wipe me down
Bitch, I got that guap that get you popped and leave you found
I just came through, it ain't hard to tell that I got money
I just came through like, bitch, don't tell me nothin', I come from nothin'
Baby, ooh, ooh, mm, can't quit leanin'
Tell that nigga stop that talkin', face me when you see me
Tell my stylist that I'm tired of Hermès, come Celine me
Tell my opps that I got Glocks and they got built-in beams in
And I will shoot you, ooh, trap out like lil' Meechy
Gotta get my shake back, baby, hol' on
Through the town, my name been ringin', yeah (Ring, ring, ring, ring)
Swore once I get mine, I'm gon' come home and I'm gon' throw 'way all this cell phone
Come see how my block roll
Control this bitch from outer space, ain't been there so long, so long
Bo been show 'em how my arm long (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bo got that work in all day long, been gettin' his work on (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Fuck it, they impeach me, you know Kevin? Who? Lil' Meechy
You know Bo, he play with poles, he made him bled, this shit start reekin'
I got DDawg hangin' out the top and that's how I got even
You know Nicole? No, the Colombian, bitch thought she was Puerto Rican
Bitch, I'm real American made, run with Chargers like Vin Diesel
Bitch, I come from Medicaid, diamonds all on me like some measles
Pistol packin', run up on me, I'm gon' teach a nigga (Baow, baow)
Can't pull up on me, I'm BP'd up and I'll leave a nigga
I just pulled up in that gravedigger with lil' Pheezy, nigga, baow
I been showin' my lil' ass off, I always got my pants down
And I got that bag out, in cell blocks, I done ran 'round
I'm in North Argyle, lil' shawty, she just text me and she say she saw me
Pulled up in that motherfuckin'— gone
Me and BoBo in this motherfucker clutchin', what you on?
And I'm so fresh, I know she wanna fuck me, bae, come on, huh
This that catch an opp and hop out, walk his ass down
They not swaggin' like Lil Top, nigga, huh, wipe me down
Bitch, I got that guap that get you popped and leave you found
I just came through, it ain't hard to tell that I got money
I just came through like, bitch, don't tell me nothin', I come from nothin'
Turbonorm
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