Fake niggas get cold-cocked, twenties on the stove top,
They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not
Top dropped down, black on black
When love comes callin', don’t look back
Feel your chest on top on
That's word to my mom
With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them
On top of jay mccabe and his bacon
Got a beans if you wanna pop
Block the pass, we on top/
Dress pimping-like and toast like less when
Think your on top, should probably check again
Would they mind? umm, well, of course not
No worries, i'll put you on top
Searching for fortune and fame
But i stay on top the game
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