On Top of the World

[Intro: Ludacris and TI] Rich by popular demand The wait is over homie Yes it is, A-Town connection Know the city gon' feel this Damn right Say Toot, I know you see me, 'Cris Whattup boy I know both our pops lookin at us Wayne Bridges, whattup Let's go Big Phil, we made this shit happen homie History in the makin' Momma I did it [Refrain: B.o.B.] I used to dream About the money and the cars and girls But now I see, ohh-whoa Because I'm sittin' on top of the world And now I see, see, see, see Cause I'm sittin' on top of the world And now I see, see, see, see Cause I'm sittin' on top of the world [T.I.] Ay, man I remember 'fore I stay that way, let me issue this statement No way should reflection be mistaken for glorification Now I remember so vivid, me and my niggas was livin' Sub-standard condition, still handling business Still laughin' and trippin', still having the bitches I'm rapping not reminiscing, and goddamn it we did it From trappin', standin' and pitchin' with riches stand in the kitchen Splittin' it eight ways, flip it in eight days Thought to wild and unruly but just the way to behave Kept the weigh and the yay' for most the paper we made And all dimes, I ain't lyin, the pleasure was all mine Had big work to move but we served the small time Always outshine the niggas with small minds Who would thought we'd be arguably the greatest of all time Round here, we develop such a sound down here Been duplicated often still can only be found here Only listen to G's, that other shit I don't hear Shit, they so far in the rear, why would I even care I'm too busy a player, stare at niggas careers Been talkin 'bout it for years and now we finally here [Refrain] [Ludacris] Luda, Luda Hear my heart on this one True story Rest in peace Wayne Bridges They say what goes up must come down But I ain't reach my cruisin' altitude Take a look at what I did But can you imagine what I'm about to do The places I'm 'bout to go and the money I'm 'bout to see Gave Bill Gates some binoculars and said, look out for me Exceeded expectations, even at Def Jam Cause I married the streets and Atlanta has been my best man My momma quit her job and now she works with six figures Cause I'm a self-made nappy headed rich nigga Private planes help me travel in peace To fo' cities in one day and fo' countries in one week Cause I, work for myself and no one else cause I'm too smart to Put one of my partners right through culinary art school Now he my personal chef so that bread he get it Put 'em all in houses, cleaned up all of my friends' credit And now they witnessed all the glitz and the glamour Catch us eatin' at Straits Atlanta with women with table manners Ordering Singaporean lobster Celebrating coming from nothing to winning Grammy's And rappers winning Oscars Yeah, and they say rappers shouldn't act, nah suckers We see Samuel Jackson like, whassup motherfucker [Refrain] [T.I.] I made it momma I know them haters don't stop plottin' and wishin' we fall Cause I'm standin' on top lookin' down at it all I know from down there to y'all, it seems like I got it all Homie, I ain't get enough, we still tryin' to triple up That's why we got StreetCred and Akoo building up Say I'm doing too much, shit I say I ain't did enough Remember sayin', damn, if I could just get to a million plus And now I'm like, shit what the fuck is a million bucks Triple that on my bond, thanks to Bigs and Run But never mind what I been through, just look at what I become All this shit I've avoided, what it done for my sons And daughters and momma, just call her I sold dope and dropped out of school Seems it's all they can see They don't notice none of my family did that since me I broke that cycle Now my family live a live for Mandatory minimals But not when the judge sentence us Cousin's in college Where you think they get tuition from Just for standin 'round wishin, huh Hey while you stand around lookin' dumb, I make it happen Takin' action over time, goddamn good at it [Refrain]