Top 5 Lyrics by T-Shyne & Young Stoner Life
The way I’m ballin’, they gon’ have to put me up on Sports Center
Got all of my haters mad ’cause they know I’m a racks spender
Told myself I’ll be the man, n**** that was last winter
Look myself in the mirror and said, “Don’t ever get off track n****”
I can fuck ya n**** bitch then fuck another after that
Keep it real with you, you couldn’t make it out my habitat
Drippin’ money, I’m having that
Shawty sucked this dick and cleaned it up just like a laundromat
Said I was gone be a star and n***** used to laugh at that
Told her, “Count that money up,” and now a n**** stackin’ that
N***** acting like they know me, don’t know how my life was
I don’t tweak at all my n**** but I still gotta buzz
How you think your bitch a saint? She sucked my dick inside the club
I’ve been ballin’, puttin’ up W’s like I’m Ghostface
N***** think they hot until they get turned into a cold case
I’m just one n**** but all my bitches, they go both ways
Everyday I wake up, pray to God they hold for my place
Wallah you ain’t getting shit from me
I’m top 5, gotta keep the blick on me
Go outside I know all the fans love me
I’m top 5 and I keep the bands on me, yeah
Wallah they been talking shit on me
I’m top 5 so they call me big homie
Yeah, top 5 and I’m having Rick on me
Yeah, top 5 and I got ya bitch on me
Ridin’ in a Benz, I don’t got time for fake friends
Ballin’ like I’m Jordan in Space Jam
And I used to sell grams
Stash inside my waist band
I remember skippin’ turn-styles at the station
Made it to top, I was rapping down in the basement
I can never fail, n***** tellin’ lies, tellin’ fairytales
Payin’ for my bitch’s nails and I bought some new Chanel
Wavy like I’m Max B, I’m screaming free Big Lavelle
And I got a castle for a crib, that shit a citadel
Yeah I’m going to heaven but I’m still going to give these n***** hell
Got this bad bitch from London, her favorite singer is Adele
Threw my dick in her pussy like a quarter in a wishing well
Hit her once and wished her well
I ain’t never gon’ to tell
If its beef then at me n****
I just hope I bump into him, ain’t talking bout no ache n****
Yeah I ain’t talking bout no ache n****
Pussy
Fuck you talking ’bout n****?
Pull up
Wallah you ain’t getting shit from me
I’m top 5, gotta keep the blick on me
Go outside I know all the fans love me
I’m top 5 and I keep the bands on me, yeah
Wallah they been talking shit on me
I’m top 5 so they call me big homie
Yeah, top 5 and Im having Rick on me
Yeah, top 5 and I got ya bitch on me