Top Floor

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Yeah, now one time for this fast money And all these out of state promoters spending cash on me If fly crippin' was the country, im the flag Niggas still talking bad but they got they whole swag from me And I wish a nigga would try and pass on me AR-15 in a damier bag homie Im getting racks, I ain't tryna make a rap homie I fuck with who I fuck with and that's that homie (YEAH!) 100 thousand on my chain and piece Bitches love to see you shine and I aim to Please This world turned a nigga violent but I came in peace And keep it real until I kill this game, I just ain't complete She ain't gone make it to the suite if she ain't a freak Get crackin' in the backseat so she ain't for me She tried to hit me that wait and see Told her hope out and get a blunt then I got in the breeze That type of shit that make me laugh brody And I ain't met a bitch yet that can swag on me Mascara tracks but she asked for em Now I just home she got some cab money HOOK Now am I out here on my grind? that's fasho Mind on my money, seven days twenty-fo Dont fuck with dumb niggas, I dont fuck with bum hoes It ain't nothing to be done out here that I ain't done before Teach you niggas how to ball, show you what to do with dough Get everything you want then go back and get some mo Can you relate? just let me know If you ain't afraid of heights, meet me on the top floor here I go [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] Look Now two times for these pink slips And all these bossy ass deals that we inked in And ain't no playing with me, I got a 80/20 That mean my shit sell any they gon pay me plenty It's strictly business in this game, still they faking friendly Don't let em take advantage of you and it make em envy Got is so a rap nigga never make a millie With Nipsey though a middle man'll never make a penny (YOP!) I'm going hard like I'm 'posed to And I ain't hanging out with money, that's what hoes do We poppin' Clicquot at the condo with the cold view From hanging out the window poppin' pistols out the old school And I ain't blessing near nigga, kill ya own food Sacrfice your own years, pay ya own dues Sell ya own pounds, buy ya own Pro Tools Do it like I did it, drop your nuts and make your own moves HOOK Now am I out here on my grind? that's fasho Mind on my money, seven days twenty-fo Dont fuck with dumb niggas, I dont fuck with bum hoes It ain't nothing to be done out here that I ain't done before Teach you niggas how to ball, show you what to do with dough Get everything you want then go back and get some mo Can you relate? just let me know If you ain't afraid of heights, meet me on the top floor here I go See I been on my grind, way too many years To let these fake rapping niggas act like they my peers I seen em rolling dice, crap out and disappear Say pressure bust a pipe and make a diamond and it's clear Im nothing like them niggas telling lies in your ears See me I really shed blood, sweat and tears That's why everything you see, match everything you hear And nothing last forever so enjoy me while im here Clear Here I go, say here I go, uh HOOK Now am I out here on my grind? that's fasho Mind on my money, seven days twenty-fo Dont fuck with dumb niggas, I dont fuck with bum hoes It ain't nothing to be done out here that I ain't done before Teach you niggas how to ball, show you what to do with dough Get everything you want then go back and get some mo Can you relate? just let me know If you ain't afraid of heights, meet me on the top floor here I go