Top 5

What's a demon to a goblin?

I was trappin I was robbin'

Every villain got a problem

Look, every hero got a Gotham

Every child need a father

I was raised by the block

I was 9 when my father got knocked

I was 12 when my brother got knocked

I was 13 when I let off that shot

Unlimited

I had to get on that gritty shit I ain't forgiving 'em

I took a plea for what?

Get on your knees I don't wanna fuck

Switching your team for what?

I took a oath, I ain't switching up

Serving these fiends for what

So I could have J's when I step in the club

Now I got foreigns I'm steppin' in Dior

Drugs in my system I'm drinkin' my seamoss

My body different

I was a grinch I ain't care about no Christmas

Look, she wanna hit this

I done fucked bitches and fucked with they friendships

I'm finna to slide with that big stick

No I ain't Fivi but I got that big drip

This ain't no race don't trip bitch

I took a L and then I got big lit

Now I'm just tryna get big rich

I ain't got time to go beef over kid shit

I took a opp off the hit list

My **** sliding and think that they blitzing

These **** lie in the booth

See me in person like who you gon' yell at

You ain't no shooter boy who you gon' tell at

If I get booked Mars know where the bail at

I was around crack I ain't ever sell that

Did a flip with some coke

I told my migo to mail that

I said y'all **** playing too much

I keep it brief up in these raps

No I ain't saying too much

These **** ain't doing enough

Y'all **** spinnin' but

Y'all spinning on **** that ain't even tough

Rilla been feening to dump

Had that pussy boy bleeding that the time of the month

My shooters big on the hunt

When we slide they ain't Ricky they like Forrest Gump

I asked if you ready or not

If I see a opp don't think it's sweet 'cause you know it's baby bottle pop

When it comes to these bars I'm really elite

Bitch I'm the one who made it hot

I was spinning on any block

I'm off the 'tron I said I don't do Ciroc

From the east where they cook up

But I be in the Stuy where the real **** milly rock

And my shooter just hit me like good luck

You know it get spooky up at the top

'Cause that's when you see who hatin'

They ain't gon' love when you leave the block

Like not mine, always on go I ain't care about no stop signs

Top 5, come to that drill and yea they know I'm top 5

On the dead guys

**** say different then he get his head fried

You a damn lie, you mention Brooklyn then you know I'm top 5

We really spinning for real

They making up drills when we making movies for real

**** know I don't cap

I made it cool to jack what I jack

I'm EBK **** know all the facts

Top 5, dead or alive they know I'm top 5

You mention Brooklyn they know I'm top 5

On the dead guys

He talking hot then he get his head fried

You a damn lie, come to this drill shit they know I'm top 5

These **** lie in the booth

See me in person like who you gon' yell at

You ain't no shooter boy who you gon' tell at

If I get booked Mars know where the bail at

I was around pack but I ain't ever sell that

Did a flip with some coke

I told my migo to mail that