歌词
(Yeah)
(Yeah yeah)
(Yeah yeah)
Yeah (Woah, woah)
Yeah yeah (Woah, woah)
People fight less
And they talk more
On the top floors
At that top levels
Where they lock doors
Tryna keep us down
Well not any more, my ****
We keepin it rollin
Like rollies on wrists
The ball in they court
Cause we just made a swish
We ballin like Kobe in the forth
You know how it is
Stop talkin up all of yo shit
I'm movin just copped the new whip
You fuckin around
While yo bitch hit a lick
Just know I don't fuck wit dat shit
I got to the pad and we lit
Chicago toes, fresh fit
Sip on the henny, that shit really hits
Fuck on a bitch, and I eat it like rits
I'm feelin like drake from the 6
Feelin so blessed
Just look what we did (ah)
I'm on the up and up
Climbin the mountain
I'm jumpin like double dutch
I've been grinding all my life
Word to nip
I gotta double up
Never fuckin up
And if I do it's only once
I'm hittin the club
And i'm countin my ones
I'm like fuck it, I'm throwin em up
I'm just here
I don't give no fucks (nah)
Blast-off into particles
I'ma novel story in a article
Move till I touch a pot of gold
I been workin so hard
That my heart explode
I am so logical, this is my chronicle
Call me the prodigal, but I'm prodigy
Never afraid
And I never show modesty
People around me so proud of me
Where is apologies, all to my face
Speakin in front of me
Winning my race
When it come down it, I am the best
**** just get the fuck outta my face
Everyday been a fuckin chase
Chasin my dreams, while I been awake
Sleepless nights wait for better days
Discovering better ways, I'm a be okay
People fight less
And they talk more
On the top floors
At that top levels
Where they lock doors
Tryna keep us down
Well not any more, my ****
We keepin it rollin
Like rollies on wrists
The ball in they court
Cause we just made a swish
We ballin like Kobe in the forth
You know how it is
Stop talkin up all of yo shit
Pushin the floors
Opening doors
Playin them cords
Can't stop, won't stop
Can't stop, won't stop
Pushin the floors
Opening doors
Playin them cords
Can't stop, won't stop
Can't stop, won't stop
Spittin like dude from the ville
Trippin, you fallin, I'm aimin to kill
The way that I'm rappin
I'm keepin it real
Doing my things
Don't care how they feel
I'm poppin like corn
You poppin them pills
Securing the bag
And i'm gettin my deal
Fuck how they feel
I'm over the mountain like jack
You better not fuck wit my jill (ah)
Light the fire, match made in heaven
I am loaded weapon
Fuck a Smith and Wesson
Heavy duty, I'm a big king
All y'all **** peasants
You can get steppin
I'm walkin on clouds
I pitch from the mound, oh oh
I'm throwin them strikes
I'm knockin 'em down, hm hm
I can do things that you never seen
When you fuckin around with amphetamines
When you sippin up all on yo purple drinks
I'm keepin it movin to better things
I'm really tryna make it out my 20's
Tryna blow up like I'm bad bunny
Cash cow, got my stacks funny
Doin good things
Keep the money comin
People fight less
And they talk more
On the top floors
At that top levels
Where they lock doors
Tryna keep us down
Well not any more, my ****
We keepin it rollin
Like rollies on wrists
The ball in they court
Cause we just made a swish
We ballin like Kobe in the forth
You know how it is
Stop talkin up all of yo shit
Written by: Marcus A Swain
