{intro} (real sh*t) (give them something they know) Look {verse 1} Yeah this that centre piece with no rehearsal That studio time but no universal I'm tired of being the baddy but never seeing worst tho Always in black i'm off white it's like my name was virgil Lord of the rings i circle I’m fu*kin controversial Whats left of what i had? I made emends with my family cause i ain't like my dad But fam forget my father Cause mans been working harder just to chase the bag Even though the bag ain’t fendi or prada And speaking of godfathers Yeah mine a fu*kin blessing God took him from me i got grayson ain't that interestin? But mans is never restin' Not till i've made the paper I’m on a different level guess that’s why im thinking greater Money from different haters Them all are different breeds Tell them to thank me later, only sharing love with these I’m not currently trending but i trend with currencies And keep respect for me the mandem and my current g’s Already spoke about respect when i was spittin breeze The 416 just wasn't ready for a new mc So ncm were making moves like it was you and me My paigons never wanna learn like it was truancy So could you tell me what’s a lesson that i’ve never known Talkin to god like i was calling ringin heavens phone My trappys ringin guess i'll see them now i'm touching road By 5 am i’m sleepin though the boy is never home {chorus} Cause baby i'm a topboy now we live that life Feeling what i got boy this ain't feeling right Cause baby i'm a topboy now we do this right Keepin what i got boy we ain’t got no time {verse 2} It's not a joke and yet i think its funny They lie with no remorse and keep it coming Like i remember the days how they could take my money And fully know the boy was dying yet they say they love me Fam that’s some kind of fu*kery Man i could never love a paigon again They wanna beef when i would stay with a friend I’d rather trap and move the packs if knowing i could go and stay in the pen I reckon that they’d never say sh*t again Now thinking back to all the trouble that i had and now im making amends And yet they talk like they were raised in the ends Ain’t got a clue of what it takes to be a man who’s made mistakes i defend Of brothers out here who just tryna offend Can't give me credibility of what i did or all the sh*t i achieved Big ups to all my brothers here who believed I wanna be the one to make it so my brothers and my family eats Rather than being here still stuck in the streets What’s fu*kin in it for me? Whats left of what i got? Half of the people who said they got me never share a song i drop And keepin' it on the side, it's money over the pride I bet you that they’ll be there when all of the scores are tied And no… I can't even keep it on the low I'm sick of hearing your sh*t you gotta go I'm keeping it in control Never had supporters till i brought you to the shows And telling them you the man but now a days no one knows {chorus} Cause baby im a topboy now we live that life Feeling what i got boy this ain't feeling right Cause baby im a topboy now we do this right Keepin what i got boy we ain’t got no time Cause baby im a topboy now we live that life Feeling what i got boy this ain't feeling right Cause baby im a topboy now we do this right Keepin what i got boy we ain’t got no time