Lyrics:
for help
They onna sideline
Niggas told me do it yourself
So when I die
Nigga let me die
By myself
Them niggas bitches
they be talking bout the street
You know it’s crazy right
Niggaz don’t even care about who won no more
They just wanna know how many points they score
My mom used to tell me follow
hate rats
That’s straight facts
Set that trap, they get clapped
How I Iive, by the code
If its on sight, I unload
My heart cold, subzero
Built my buzz
roll with me
Movin’ way too loose turn off your location
Theses op boys way too neeky
Fuck this ting I need a vacation
Need to fly this pack by
we don't get saucy from bud in a can
Nor do we font for fans with guns in our hands
For attention and love on the gram
Just by screaming the name
he making them fall
Kyrie Irving, the way that he can handle the ball
Anybody that doubted him, he said, fuck em all
Running through these obstacles
get cake
I pop my shit you might not like it
But you better stay in yo place
I see through shit just like a psychic
Just by the look in yo face
It's
fly like I'm Irving
Doing what's right, they move to the left
They follow another consumed by the mess
Inside of their head, worried about hate
Even
wanna stop my movie
They gonna need a bigger plot
I got the goal in my zone
When I see it then ima go
I got the world in my phone
They loving who I am,
Listen the glock, it goes like bang
Look at the clock, by Johnny Dang
I got the drip and it's very pure
Like my sneakers, they are signature
You know who I
Cause who will be 'round
When your life is looking down?
Be true to yourself
Plants your roots in the ground
The ghetto is desolate
But don't be
long for berlin and barcelona
They yearn for paris, madrid and rome
And I know some who prefer arizona
And some prefer home
There's only me who is
that's fated soon to pop
But if baby I'm by the bottom you're the top!
You're the top, you're a waldorf salad
You're the top, you're a berlin ballad
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
Hektiks, Gang-Gang is set, ah
One shot, one opp, who wants to be a millionaire? (Ah)
Come to the top by myself (yeah)
Baddie gibt Head in 'nem Jet, ah
In pest I sink, disaster shit, I reckon it
Political empestering, an emphasis:
highlight the high life talking about high fashion instead of who's
They wanted to see who would end up in first place
The US gets a butt kick, by a satellite, Sputnik
The defeat is looked at as a disgrace
Khrushchev
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
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