Lyrics Top 5 - Topi Mandela

We still tippy toein' to the top

I ain't worried bout no Top 5
Top 4, Top 3, Top 2
Nigga I'm the One!
Got it buzzin like a hotline
Shots flyin
Pop mine off
And my competition done

Paint a picture pick a palette
I'm the best at what I do
I say that looking for a challenge
Realist nigga out of Dallas
But the city ain't gon love me
Til I pin it on the atlas
Independent but plenty people depend on me
Counting on me like an abacus
I'm working like it's two of me
But y'all don't know the half of it
Nobody else as passionate
Fuck being on some passive shit, nigga

I ain't here to spare feelings
On some '09 Wayne shit I got no ceilings
All this thunder I been stealing
Ok see I might go Westbrook on em
Highlight reel it look

I ain't worried bout no Top 5
Top 4, Top 3, Top 2
Nigga I'm the One!
Got it buzzin like a hotline
Shots flyin
Pop mine off
And my competition done

Man I tried to hold my tongue
It's a double edged sword
Flaming soon as I record
Oh Lord, who the best out
Rhetorical question
Topi Mandela it's time to confess it
Studied the game outdid the professors
Put me bar to bar next to whoever
Lost my respect I expect more
Up and coming rappers be lying
I don't flinch when they roar muhfucka
This a battlefield I was built for the war
Wish a nigga would test me
Shit I would kill for a corpse
Hit after hit like I'm batting
Unlike these rappers who babble in every song
I dabble in the viscous art of dragging in bodies
Body bagging em
Bag it in like a clerk
Got backing em out, reverse
This shit a gift and a curse
If you catch me at my worst
I encourage you to disperse
The diaspora kid will leave you dying off a spur
Scurry off in a hurry
Before someone end up hurt
Be mindful of what you heard

Mo-Town soul
Dirty south swagger
Old school spirit killing new school slander
Billboard rap charts looking like a stand up
This shit is comedic, uh
Who else can redeem it, uh
It was authored, in God's calendar
I was chosen
The pen picked me like Excalibur
Different caliber of talent
It's hard to tally up
All that traits that seal my fate
Needless to say nigga

I ain't here to spare feelings
On some '09 Wayne shit I got no ceilings
All this thunder I been stealing
Ok see I might go Westbrook on em
Highlight reel it look

I ain't worried bout no Top 5
Top 4, Top 3, Top 2
Nigga I'm the One!
Got it buzzin like a hotline
Shots flyin
Pop mine off
And my competition done

This the part where I black out
Turn fans into fiends
I treat my workplace like a crackhouse
Only difference I don't cut rocks
I cut records and go reckless
So many bitches wanna link
I don't even rock me a gold necklace
Check this
Last verse checkmate
Resort to this like Westgate
They say denial is the first phase
Of the death stages
Outrageous not placing
My latest creative
Work right up with the greatest
Shit the Giant awakened
Fee fi fo fum the fifth
Month of 2019 I sho ran this shit
If I sold my soul it'd cause a fiscal cliff
I got bars nigga, Clif
Always loaded like a clip
Please don't make me shoot this shit
Ain't afraid to use it bitch
Diss me get disfigured
Who finna put up a fit
Point blank as it get
Only the trill survive
Nigga fuck a Top Five
I'm the best rapper alive