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letra de topboy - qasas

[intro]

(real sh-t)

(give them something they know)

look

[verse 1]

yeah this that centre piece with no rehearsal
that studio time but no universal
i’m tired of being the baddy but never seeing worst tho
always in black i’m off white it’s like my name was virgil
lord of the rings i circle
i’m f-ckin controversial
whats left of what i had?
i made emends with my family cause i ain’t like my dad
but fam forget my father
cause mans been working harder just to chase the bag
even though the bag ain’t fendi or prada
and speaking of godfathers
yeah mine a f-ckin blessing
god took him from me i got grayson ain’t that interestin?
but mans is never restin’
not till i’ve made the paper
i’m on a different level guess that’s why im thinking greater
money from different haters
them all are different breeds
tell them to thank me later, only sharing love with these
i’m not currently trending but i trend with currencies
and keep respect for me the mandem and my current g’s
already spoke about respect when i was spittin breeze
the 416 just wasn’t ready for a new mc
so ncm were making moves like it was you and me
my paigons never wanna learn like it was truancy
so could you tell me what’s a lesson that i’ve never known
talkin to god like i was calling ringin heavens phone
my trappys ringin guess i’ll see them now i’m touching road
by 5 am i’m sleepin though the boy is never home
[chorus]

cause baby i’m a topboy now we live that life
feeling what i got boy this ain’t feeling right
cause baby i’m a topboy now we do this right
keepin what i got boy we ain’t got no time

[verse 2]

it’s not a joke and yet i think its funny
they lie with no remorse and keep it coming
like i remember the days how they could take my money
and fully know the boy was dying yet they say they love me
fam that’s some kind of f-ckery
man i could never love a paigon again
they wanna beef when i would stay with a friend
i’d rather trap and move the packs if knowing i could go and stay in the pen
i reckon that they’d never say sh-t again
now thinking back to all the trouble that i had and now im making amends
and yet they talk like they were raised in the ends
ain’t got a clue of what it takes to be a man who’s made mistakes i defend
of brothers out here who just tryna offend
can’t give me credibility of what i did or all the sh-t i achieved
big ups to all my brothers here who believed
i wanna be the one to make it so my brothers and my family eats
rather than being here still stuck in the streets
what’s f-ckin in it for me?
whats left of what i got?
half of the people who said they got me never share a song i drop
and keepin’ it on the side, it’s money over the pride
i bet you that they’ll be there when all of the scores are tied
and no…
i can’t even keep it on the low
i’m sick of hearing your sh-t you gotta go
i’m keeping it in control
never had supporters till i brought you to the shows
and telling them you the man but now a days no one knows
[chorus]

cause baby im a topboy now we live that life
feeling what i got boy this ain’t feeling right
cause baby im a topboy now we do this right
keepin what i got boy we ain’t got no time

- qasas

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