Lyrics Top Five - Aye.Are

I'll resume
In the room
As the dope top five
Only drive
In the coupe
And its bout that time
No one does what I do
How I do just fine
Yea my rhymes in a suit
Gotta fix up the tie
Gotta flip on the dime
What a sight to provide
Gotta dream to pursuit
Why not make it alive
Why not aim for the sky
When they stuck
Down below
Will I make it I might
Gotta tighten the rope
Gotta giant to poke
The messiah the goat
Under water the pressure
It's harder to gloat
To my father you know
How it was to be broke
And you did all you could
So my life wouldn't
Go that way woah

Had some better days
Cooled it off with a glass
Full of lemonade
Only me you and I
Cannot separate
Tipping it off to the problem
Thats everyday aye aye
Are you ok
I'm in love with the work
And the cheddar pay
Count it up
Man it's simple
I'm choosing the AR
It isn't a pistol
It's going for rounds
After rounds
It won't miss you
Go throw in the towel
I'll hand you a tissue
On top of the tower
A mission with issues
I'm smelling the flowers
I'm guessing I finally won

One more down
Couldn't handle what I do
I'll hold the town
Only twenty
With tattoos on me
Got a lot to complete
But I'm here to compete
And it's clear
That I finally won
Had to give up my fun
But honestly worth every
Second I've done
Brum bum bum bum
Yea the drums on the run
Seven six oh
That's the place
Where I'm from

Id probably profit
These prophecies
No ones on top of me
Proud-fully popping off
Proud to be
Poppa would tell me
That God has a plan for me
Cover the top cuz I got
What I got to be great
Cuz I gotta be great
No more lying on couches
No matter the topic
I've been here
Too long to go
Wanting to stop it
I just had two shows
And it's only the start
Of my reign
To the top of the rank
With the last drop of paint
Never said im'a saint
But I set my own fate
Time to open the gate
Man I aim for the fame
You and I ain't the same
So just stay out my lane