top of the money
Singer:curren$y
yea. yea. yea. this ain't no mixtape
damn we might has just named my album
yea. yea. uh. grey polo sweats
ya'll niggas ain't on that
though over the years i've enjoyed my success
where would underground rap be minus the jets?
at home living inside it's all kind of depressed
there's all kind of traps
trying to keep me on the ground
i ain't got time for that
trying to put me in my rhymes where we supposed to be at
fly society mansion with swimming pools in the back
new orleans what's happenin?
might see me in traffic in the caprice classic
it's me flicking my ashes
cut the check and i cash it
95 air maxes and mad pounds of cali
no socks with the bad ones them bitches keep lookin at me
like the dope boy mattress. passin broads in my car they be pointin at it
like the dope boy mattress
like the dope boy mattress. passin broads in my car they be pointin at it
like the dope boy mattress
like the dope boy mattress
the right moves they help me take care of my family
two coups will make me more of a chick magnet
spitter destined for greatness i always knew it would happen
i just laid in the gap like one of the store mannequins
from the back burnin my attack i was plannin it
and now i'm bendin corners in the nomad wagon
sittin them 22s with the staggered fittin
fishtail tail whippin i'm burnin rubber my tires spinnin
spittin what i'm livin never lyin in my lines
i'm the truth in the booth hit it real when i rhyme
they see me on my grind and they be like aw shit
spitta fly that plane he gon make em all rich
we just do our thing we don't listen to your shit
we just listen to ourselves we the niggas ya'll fit