Lyrics:
the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm
Sitting on top of the world, on top of the world, on top of the world, sittin' on top
Of the world
Where you gonna go when everybody know ya
And how
to a
Hell raising heavenly son
See the doctor tried to smack me
But I smacked him back
My first words was, "Thug
For life" and "Papa, pass the MAC"
I'm
drive-bys like up and down the thighs
And there's a car chase goin' on at the waist
Keep a vest on my chest
I'm sittin' in my room as I'm lookin out
(Banger)
Uh, hey
Young New World he on the way
Whoa, whoa, whoa (DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
Ay, drip drop, big drip
Droppin' when I'm
Sittin' on top of the world
Sittin' on top of the world
Remember the times we used to play
We'd sing and we'd dance all damn day
But all I
children could see I'm the shrine for the fucking blind
Vietnam mama ball her son know nuthin but raw
Whom tattoos the boy choose
I'm winnin by 4 steps
home (but) but they shoulda stayed
Max out, getcha thoughts right, hear the facts out (uh)
Assholes full of parole, sittin' in the crackhouse
Waves
It's SCOOP
Aye
Sittin in the sand reppin out these 12 ounce curls
Watching the tide come alittle closer into my world
Chillin with no plans reppin
take me to this world
Now there's always time, to getcha
I guess by now you get the picture
of what I'm tryin to say
I'm ballin outta control
Lawyers for my niggas who be sittin' in the Federal
Nigga, I'm untouchable
I keep my song in my soul
Blessed my heart and made it go
Tops of our heads
world, now there's always time, to getch'a
I guess by now you get the picture of what I'm tryin' to say
I'm ballin' outta control
Niggaz trippin' off me,
world that we in is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me, nigga, now listen to Game
Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench (hey, Five-O)
wifi
I grew up where the guns went
Almost got killed in a drive-by
Stay in your biz don't mind mine
I'm in your top five's top five
Can't touch
you the world was yours, now you in a cell
Center of attention, now you by yourself
Always did the shopping, now you're on the shelf
Next time you
that and the barrel just smoke
Closed casket, nigga head open
Peel the top back, yeah I'm in the foreign
Wide body and it sittin' on Forgies
Choppa kick
The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me, nigga, now listen to Game
Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench (hey,
sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches (bad bitches, bad bitches)
I be hittin' they daughters
on
The motherfucking D-R-E servin' a death wish
So I'm a hit you like this
Early in the morning hop into the Benz
I got 44 wayz of gettin' paid
Sittin' in my lap
hundred, they like, "Mac Critter just gave it" (gave it)
I know the opps sittin' back, lookin' like, "That shit crazy" (crazy)
7th Street nigga (7th
Back by popular demand
Dope pound gangsta feel
Want a real DJ, with a OGA
A bitch is a bitch, whether she poor or rich
She still gettin' a gang
on
The motherfucking D-R-E servin' a death wish
So I'm a hit you like this
Early in the morning hop into the Benz
I got 44 wayz of gettin' paid
Sittin' in my lap
the top bring
They say it's lonely at the top I gotta see it for myself
Cause I'd rather be alone on top and sittin on my wealth
Than at the bottom w some
have preferred it if you were around and could have heard it - Damn
Sittin' at home cookin' this Easy Mac
Please believe me that
From the high life, we
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