Top Looking Down

(Gotti) I leave nothing on the table, I'm a greedy a nigga (ah)
Shout my young bull, word to my Philly niggas (ah)
My new young bitch said she been fucking ball players (ball players)
You see me 'round some niggas know they all real
Club lit, club lit (lit)
Stevie J bring the record back
Kids tripping this dope (trip)
Where the fuck my banger at?
Stevie J dropped ooh, ooh
Why the fuck he ain't think of that?
Niggas thinking we cool, cool, naw nigga ain't none of that
Yeah, fifty bars tell him run it back
Real nigga in real life, you a real nigga on the internet
Real problems, had real issues in the real streets on real crack
Fake niggas having fake issues, all you hating niggas put a end to that
Nothing but killers in my session, this shit Deathrow (Deathrow)
Bought a Rollie on my extras, left those (left those)
I be getting to the money, ain't no plan B (ain't no plan B)
I be going so hard they try to ban me
Aye, look your MCM all in my section tryna take a selfie (yup)
I won't give that pussy back they say I'm acting selfish (yup)
I made 20 million dollars ain't shit you can tell me (yup, yup)
Gave my life to the streets, I hope that shit don't fail me
A million dollar smell like some new cologne (new cologne)
That bitch ain't bad if she ain't did it on her own (ho you ain't do it on your own)
Patek Philipe and I can't even set the date (can't set the date)
Buying time but I'm still running late

I got all the chains on like a field nigga
I'm standing on these couches with my li'l niggas (my li'l niggas)
I don't want no rap now, I don't feel niggas (I don't no feel niggas)
This is ain't for no bitches, this for real niggas

Real niggas at the top (top)
Fake niggas at the bottom (whoa)
Don't bring them pussy niggas up with you
Better leave 'em where you got 'em (fuck 'em)
Top looking down, top looking down
Top looking down, top looking down
Real niggas at the top (top)
Fake niggas at the bottom (whoa)
Don't bring them pussy niggas up with you
Better leave 'em where you got 'em (fuck 'em)
Top looking down, top looking down
Top looking down, top looking down

Yeah, came through for the payback (yeah)
Pulled up in a Maybach
Bought the dawgs, took Wraith back
Wrist rocky like A$AP (bust down)
Bought the bitch a li'l Birkin bag (ow)
That's my paper, let her taste that
Plain Jane, that's thirty cash, all bust down we ain't playing that
Nigga we lit, I'm in MIA, yea yeah
That's your bitch, knock her down she in my way, yea yeah
Take a pic, she gon' post it on her page, oh lord
That's your bitch, tell your ho to close her legs, oh boy
Count that paper with my eyes closed (eyes closed)
Caught me with that bitch and she went viral (viral)
Threw that pussy at me like a spiral (threw it)
Caught it like Odell Beckham, young rich nigga they can't check I'm on one

Aye, we don't want them bitches they some gold diggers (bitch)
We don't do plain Jane this shit for old niggas (bust down, bust down)
We bust down that Rollie just to show niggas (ha)
We bust down that Rollie, we don't owe niggas (no)
I got all these chains on like a field nigga
I'm standing on these couches with my li'l niggas (my li'l niggas)
I don't want no rap now, I don't feel niggas (I don't no feel niggas)
This is ain't for no bitches, this for real niggas

Real niggas at the top (top)
Fake niggas at the bottom (whoa)
Don't bring them pussy niggas up with you
Better leave 'em where you got 'em (fuck 'em)
Top looking down, top looking down
Top looking down, top looking down
Real niggas at the top (top)
Fake niggas at the bottom (whoa)
Don't bring them pussy niggas up with you
Better leave 'em where you got 'em (fuck 'em)
Top looking down, top looking down
Top looking down, top looking down

At the top looking down
At the top looking down
Top looking down, top looking down
Top looking down, top looking down (fuck 'em)
At the top looking down
At the top looking down
Top looking down, top looking down
Top looking down, top looking down