Lyrics:
the club, me and T-Luv holla what
I put my mack down, she throw a curve ball
She owed Milli smoked that herb and some Llly-bone
She tip-top 'em, Optimo
left my side
When you was mad you kept it all inside
You never told me matter fact you use to hold me
And that was just like nothing
Like the world was
to the wind
Shit, hungry dogs lyin town, dogs on the ground
Niggas hustlin, and pimpin tryna put it down
Pitch off the mound, that third world clown
We hustle
a Jet, you're the top cat in
town, you're the gold medal kid with the heavyweight crown!
Diesel: When you're a Jet, you're the swingin'est
thing.
Some days I need to change my world
One desire fills this empty void
Tonight I want to be saved by you
I want to be lost in you
I've fallen
Yo
Uh Huh
Yo
I must have played that tape over a thousand times
[Verse One]
I be like melody
rob First Fiedelity
cock back, top cat
can't make
trip to Japan
Changing my life through the internet
I got the world in my hands
Shouts out I need a masseuse
"Nyck at Knight" dropping in June
The top becomes the bottom
The fantasy becomes reality
The conceptions change
The landmarks dissolve
And all becomes intermingled
To flirt
The top becomes the bottom
The fantasy becomes reality
The conceptions change
The landmarks dissolve
And all becomes intermingled
To flirt
than the sky and wider than the road
we sang old songs in foreign tongues at the top of our young lungs
My parents took my sister and me when we were
ooh
Ah, yeah
To you, ooh, you, ooh
Ah, yeah
As soon as I get home
I don't see the use of driving Mercedes
If I can't drop that top with you,
on, your pale blue eyes
Linger on, your pale blue eyes
Thought of you as my mountain top
Thought of you as my peak
Thought of you as everything
to go to space
I'm rolling high
why you sad boy
why you sad boy
look in the mirror
the world is yours go go
I feel the bass
I feel the bass
I feel
the worst conditions and the grimiest positions
And I'm out on top, all you muthafuckas can get it
You wanna know what sets me off? a fuck boy on a mission
bucket, plus a chicken nugget
And a ****** McMuffin, right out his peripheral
Life's a ***** and the world is sexist
Known rep from Bangladesh to Texas
make me an Immortal Man?
Will you make me an Immortal Man?
Immortal Man
Sometimes you gotta go through the pain to get back on top
Sometimes you gotta
make me an Immortal Man?
Will you make me an Immortal Man?
Immortal Man
Sometimes you gotta go through the pain to get back on top
Sometimes you gotta
the worst conditions and the grimiest positions
And I'm out on top, all you *********** can get it
You wanna know what sets me off? a **** boy on a mission
bucket, plus a chicken nugget
And a fuckin' McMuffin, right out his peripheral
Life's a bitch and the world is sexist
Known rep from Bangladesh to Texas
on this wreck
I'm the fiddler on the deck
He's dancing in the tops when the ship goes down the drain
(Oh my, oh my, oh my)
And he's the reason why
might melt her
And she catch my balls better than Wes Welker
Haha, God dammit I'm a douche
Been around the world and I ain't shooting hoops
It's been two
You're a top shelf girl, I put it on my life and I put it on the world
Quite apparent by the smile you wearing you're pretty confident
You're dancing
spanish bitch, call me gonorrea
I disappear bitches like espera
I will never die, bitch, my shit it's forever
Young Pablo in this cold world
Lot
when I didn't have any views
Now I'm on top of the world and I'm thinking bout you
Back seat lighting up a doobie in the back seat
Still lighting up
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