Still On Top

(Album: Lifetime - 2020)

Still on top, I ain't never gone fall away, gone fall away, no
Praying that I drop, but I'm like no, not today, not today
Looking in the face of danger, must've had a guardian angel
'Cause I'm still on top and I'm never gonna fall, never gonna fall

Gotta be honest about it, look at the life that I'm living
A nigga loving the money and I'm addicted to women
It's getting hard to keep track wit' all the paper I'm spending
But I'mma make it all back like it was dope in the kitchen
I been handling my business, my accountant is livid
We're struggling to hustling, wasn't no time to be timid
Told my baby not to worry, I'll be back in a minute
'Cause I be chasing the money and I'll be back when I get it
Never slow down (never), hundred miles per hour
When I'm smoking them ounces of sour that got me zoned out
This is how it goes now:
Pick up a couple of shorties, getting naughty up in the Bentley
Then we roll out
Don't you wish you could live this life
You ain't even dripping hard enough to feel this ice
You ain't even qualified to be on a level of a god personified
In a physical to kill this vibe

Still on top, I ain't never gone fall away, gone fall away, no
Praying that I drop, but I'm like no, not today, not today
Looking in the face of danger, must've had a guardian angel
'Cause I'm still on top and I'm never gonna fall, never gonna fall

Chi-town not Chi-raq (no!)
I be schooling them niggas that call it like that
There was people that switched on me that I bypassed
But I be Slicker than Rick'll be with the eye patch
Hit 'em like Nick wit' the Cannon
Never a bitch, I don't panic
I got a cook that do damage in case they fire back
I never run outta ammo, I'm pulling up in a flannel
I'll light 'em up like a candle right where they hide at (Gotcha!)
I be smoking trees like a Rasta
Moving through the city like a Mobsta
Chicken fettuccine with the lobsta'
And getting to the cream is my mantra
Twista fucking up these commas, getting straight to the dollas
I got the work like a brick in the pannel of the Impala
All on my back, Westbrook, making something from nada
Double double, no assists because I'm putting my shot up

Still on top, I ain't never gone fall away, gone fall away, no
Praying that I drop, but I'm like no, not today, not today
Looking in the face of danger, must've had a guardian angel
'Cause I'm still on top and I'm never gonna fall, never gonna fall