Top G

I've been lookin' at my life, look at everythin' I done (done) Look at everythin' I lost to go get everythin' I want (want) Yeah, they said I got five years, then they said I got fat But I'm home now, the only thing fat's the bread that I stack (facts) I'm what these fuck boys are tryin' to be, that's why they lyin' on me (they're lyin' on me) You were seekin' validation, I was buyin' the key I ain't askin' no one to give my flowers I don't want any flowers, my flowers die in a week While these diamonds are forever, she wants us to last forever Still decidin' if I let her while I'm writin' her a letter (letter) Every time they try and take me out, I seem to prevail They wanna leave me in jail, still, I find peace in a cell Now, I'm lookin' at my life thinkin' it's crazy how I ball I put four paintings on the wall and paid like 80 for them all They'll take a bullet in real life before they take me for a fool Let this life get to my head, I had mistaken it for corn Now, I feel naked with no tools, like I feel naked with no jewels Sometimes, man, I feel like I can't take it anymore My heart's already broken, so nobody can break it anymore I broke through the rap door, but I'm still breakin' all these laws You won't find a guy like me 'cause they don't make 'em anymore (make 'em anymore) Just got another opp clapped up, we gave him his applause You know how my shooters get when it started rainin' and it poured (poured) Wanna keep grindin' 'til there's nothin' I ain't able to afford (nothin') I swear, I feel like Andrew Tate Lock me up and slam the gate Watchin' what I plan to say Only 'cause they plan to hate Ten watches, like I'm Tate Big foreigns, like I'm Tate Say what I want, like Tate Couldn't if I tried to hate I swear, I feel like Andrew Tate Lock me up and slam the gate Watchin' what I plan to say Only 'cause they plan to hate Ten watches, like I'm Tate Big foreigns, like I'm Tate Say what I want, like Tate Couldn't if I tried to hate I'm goin' crazy on these beats We're goin' crazy in the streets You ain't makin' any P's, that's why she's lazy in the sheets I get you laid up in the sheets and couple paigons, my receipts Talkin' blazed up in the seats for what they pay me for a feat' Now, it's like every three months, my jeweller's makin' me a piece I used to buy my chains and get my chains all taken by police The last time they try and take my chains, I stained us some receipts Can't decipher what I'm makin' from these beats to what I make up in the streets We make them sit down We make 'em retreat while I'm sittin' down in Mercedes pickin' out the suede's for the seats So many of my niggas sittin' down in cages for heats I try and tell them, "Slow down," it's like a race to defeat But when it comes to watch faces, I ain't racist, my G White faces, chocolate faces, more mixed races than me (me) You want me on the stage? Then you should know my face isn't cheap And it's likely I came with the heat, just in case it was peak I swear, I feel like Andrew Tate Lock me up and slam the gate Watchin' what I plan to say Only 'cause they plan to hate Ten watches, like I'm Tate Big foreigns, like I'm Tate Say what I want, like Tate Couldn't if I tried to hate I swear, I feel like Andrew Tate Lock me up and slam the gate Watchin' what I plan to say Only 'cause they plan to hate Ten-Ten watches, like I'm Tate Big-Big foreigns, like I'm Tate Say what I want, like Tate Couldn't if I tried to hate