歌詞
Top notch, I smoke on the best, I know you heard of me
Really have emotion, I don't gotta pull no burglaries
Going through my phone, might as well put your heart through surgery
I know shit ain't for certain, **** been said they was murking me
Been said I was finished, but been drowning in this cup for weeks
Frankie in the casket, that's the image that been stuck with me
Taking time, thinking, how I could've went the fuck with Leek
My P.O. make it hard, but I'll be back in just a couple weeks
Think I'm with Kobe, I keep throwing all these double Gs
I'm just that ****, why you think she wanna come with me
You had a hard time facing it, but it was fun to me
I can't look back, I know my past, tryna keep up with me
No matter what your mama said, boy, you can't fuck with me
Can say who ran from me, but they dead, that ain't a plus for me
Free CC, only **** with a K from where them Russians be
Dropped 30 at the light, but he survived, that's how that luck shit be
I ain't gon' get into it, fuck with my **** Tez
For real, he really feel my music
I'd rather shoot instead of dribble, Spazz the best influence
Them youngins pop out in disguise, they thinking Uncle Drew it
But it ain't no way to prove it
I can see the light Versace glasses help, so I don't lose it
My pops said, fuck these hoes, get to this money
I was acting stupid, now when hoes start talking about relations
I start acting clueless
Real **** Sessions, so he know why woods ain't passing to him
Tricks really for kids and for the gang, so Ima passer to him
Money everywhere, but I make sure that I'm the fastest to it
One thing that I hate is talking about shit you ain't never doin
Guns you hold and never shoot em, it must be for looks or sumn
Thought she was my wifey how, lil' bitch can't even cook or nun
If she back it up, I'm laying pipe like I was booked for plumbing
Label me a truck from cleaning blocks and taking clips to dump em
****, aye
If you was in my shoes, you'd probably give em to your bigger brother
**** can't prevail what I went through, my cloth got different cuttin
Ima roll this wood and think about how I've been lit for summers
Top notch, I smoke on the best, I know you heard of me
Really have emotion, I ain't gotta put no burglaries
Going through my phone, might as well put your heart through surgery
I know shit ain't for certain, **** been said they was murking me
Been said I was finished, but been drowning in this cup for weeks
Frankie in a casket, that's the image that been stuck with me
Gang, Mob
Top notch, I'm drowning in this cup for weeks
I keep throwin all these double Gs, they think Kobe wit me
Top notch I smoke on the
Written by: Joe Johnstone
