paroles de chanson Back on the Top - Kün

Back on the top I ain't lying, been on this wave since color waves
Haven't been on It since I was a youngin and boolin' with Koby and Tookajay
That ain't the issue, the issue is time and bitch I'm right under the dirt with my slime
You gotta call me and tell me grow up if you think that I'm kidding around all the time
I'm one in a million, thinkin' bout' having a billion
Stack It all up to the top again makin' sure I ain't go spend It in one event

Who wanna' tell me I'm not the man
I heard this shit since I dropped the pen
Didn't wanna' write for nobody else
But I know that I'm writing for what's in head
I ain't even lookin' for what's up ahead
This shit for real make me sick instead
Why am I stuck in a box, drinking wells of the rocks
Asking God if I'm really dead
Really the truth is I'm not the friend
Who would dive for a bullet that's at your head
I'm speaking for thousands of innocent
Who got love for the people but wanna live

Back on the top I ain't lying, been on this wave since color waves
Haven't been on It since I was a youngin and boolin' with Koby and Tookajay
That ain't the issue, the issue is time and bitch I'm right under the dirt with my slime
You gotta call me and tell me grow up if you think that I'm kidding around all the time
I'm one in a million, thinkin' bout' having a billion
Stack It all up to the top again makin' sure I ain't go spend It in one event

Who wants to tell me I'm not the man
Wait till I cop and then whip the Benz
Finna go ride of and zoom
Pushing the pedal no limits to stopping next
I ain't even lookin' for what's up ahead
This shit for real make me sick instead
Why am I stuck in a box, drinking wells of the rocks
Asking God if I'm really dead
Really the truth is I'm sick of y'all
I'm keeping this stick full of words for now
I'm speaking and shooting my shots for now
I ain't believe that my enemy came and bowed

Back on the top I ain't lying, been on this wave since color waves
Haven't been on It since I was a youngin and boolin' with Koby and Tookajay
That ain't the issue, the issue is time and bitch I'm right under the dirt with my slime
You gotta call me and tell me grow up if you think that I'm kidding around all the time
I'm one in a million, thinkin' bout' having a billion
Stack It all up to the top again makin' sure I ain't go spend It in one event

Who wanna' tell me I'm not the man
I heard this shit since I dropped the pen
Didn't wanna' write for nobody else
But I know that I'm writing for what's in head
I ain't even lookin' for what's up ahead
This shit for real make me sick instead
Why am I stuck in a box, drinking wells of the rocks
Asking God if I'm really dead
Really the truth is I'm not the friend
Who would dive for a bullet that's at your head
I'm speaking for thousands of innocent
Who got love for the people but wanna live