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letra de top of the world - crm (au)

[intro]
uh, yeah
top of the world
top of the world
(f-a-ll-d), ahem!

[chorus]
i don’t even think that i’m number one
’cause it seems that no one else be doin’ this sh-t
know for sure, i got your name on my hitlist
that’s why you don’t get into my business
i be spittin’ rhymes fast, i got the quickness
but this sh-t, it will never ever stop
put all my opps underneath the earth
so now it feels like
i’m on top of the world
top of the world
on top of the world
top of the world, feel like i’m on
top of the world
top of the world
on top of the world
i’m on top of the world, yeah
[verse]
this ain’t the first time, i been so hot, i passed out
i trainеd my sk!lls, until they maxed out
showed ‘еm to the public, until they cashed out
and now, my family tend to call me the cash cow
opps keep talkin’ out their neck, got their ass out
say they got me in check, ’till someone ask how
they flexin’ money, but their dinero been passed down
talkin’ ’bout bullets, i see through ’em like glass rounds
but that’s what comes with fame, that’s to be expected
i don’t think nothin’, walk the other direction
stuck in my own thoughts, trapped inside my perception
like viewin’ straight perspectives, through dirty lenses
i been tryna study life, and all its different lessons
i don’t need jesus, this sh-t already a blessin’
don’t think for a second, i got rid of my weapon
boom! got that smith and wesson
wonder why your album sales are tankin’
’cause n0body got that sh-t in their playlist
now i’m back for good, they don’t wanna say sh-t
bangin’ on my chest, ’cause i’m goin’ ape sh-t
how the f-ck would you not know i’m famous?
the drip always fresh, keep the rollie stainless
yo homies fake, b-tch, it’s common knowledge
more like common sense, boy, you ain’t got that sh-t
you gon’ get some hollow tips, i promise this
’cause you gon’ get clapped with this big strap
lotta people call me skinny, give it six months
i’ll be ripped, jacked, with a six pack
i heard yo girl want ctrl, alt, and delete
p-ssies wanna fight, actin’ hard in the streets
(f-a-ll-d), but i ain’t never been a p-ssy, so how the f-ck
you gon’ tell me, that you are what you eat
[chorus]
i don’t even think that i’m number one
’cause it seems that no one else be doin’ this sh-t
know for sure, i got your name on my hitlist
that’s why you don’t get into my business
i be spittin’ rhymes fast, i got the quickness
but this sh-t, it will never ever stop
put all my opps underneath the earth
so now it feels like
i’m on top of the world
top of the world
on top of the world
top of the world, feel like i’m on
top of the world
top of the world
on top of the world
i’m on top of the world, yeah

[outro]
top of the world
top of the world
top of the world
top of the world
top of the world
top of the world
top of the world
top of the world, yeah

- crm au

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