8BALL - On Top Of The World lyrics
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Hey MJ, G
MJG and 8Ball (8Ball)
Are on top of the world!
Hey MJ, G
MJG and 8Ball (8Ball)
Are on top of the world!
Uh, let me drop it on the one, it's the fat mac!
Don’t like an 8Ball, that's why people call me that.
Some used to call me Mr. Big, but I had to flip
Now they call me Mr. Ruffle, cause I'm all about my chips
Matter of fact you need a jack ... just to dig me
Orange juice and DT, people play out tipsy.
It only seems like yesterday thinking back
I had to work a job and hustle just to keep a sack.
Stuck in Orange Mound, ten toes down
Nowhere to go but up, I'm underground I'm so down!
But God bless me with this gift of poetry
So with this CD the world could see what I see.
Came hard for them bastards on the outside looking mean
Made mad ears with some paper and a pens and
Did it again, for all of ya
MJG and 8Ball sitting on top of the world
Hey MJ, G
MJG and 8Ball (8Ball)
Are on top of the world!
Hey MJ, G
MJG and 8Ball (8Ball)
Are on top of the world!
Keep that animosity that you got against me off your chest!
Cause you can't bring me down even if you tried your best
I guess is what I gots to do,
Separate myself from the bustas, hang tight with my own crew.
Some people hate to see me make it
And any opportunity they get where they can hurt me they gonna take
I hate it, but too ... gets you rougher
My chrome plated thing, blew your cover in the gutter
Of the brothers who don't know me well,
Claim that they do and persistence turn a lie into the truth
Ain't no use! First of all I believe in God
I'm coming out hard and I can finish anything you can start,
Cross your heart!
As I keep a tight grip on my chrome
Cause when I ain't at home, it's gonna let me know that I ain't alone,
I'm gone!
Mentally speaking, MJG,
On top of the world thousands of pearls is all that I can see!
Hey MJ, G
MJG and 8Ball (8Ball)
Are on top of the world!
Hey MJ, G
MJG and 8Ball (8Ball)
Are on top of the world!
I've seen so much from coast to coast and state to state
Birds slanging ballers and the fakest of the fake.
Getting paid, getting played, getting sprayed in the streets
While me and MJG getting paid freaking beats.
Were versatile south style rap ability
I had to catch a plane that took me far from my community
Made a lot of cheese (cheese),
People say I changed (changed)
But if you thinking this you never knew me from the gate man!
Much respect to young G's on the streets banging
And all my niggas who survive day to day swinging
And I’ll keep serving all my dough vocally
Cause its survival of the fittest, mentally!
I've seen a lot of luxuries, fine cars, movie stars, social bars,
Many women, fake friends in my face, nine ten
Even though I stack don't stand down on my income,
I never would forget about the streets that I come from!
The drugs, the violence, not one day of silence,
The robbing, the shooting, mothers prostituting.
The Mound is my home, the hood I’m around,
But if you jack me your whole families going down.
Your mother, your daddy, your aunty, your cousins,
They all going out by the whole dirty dozen,
M, JG, music in the streets scholar,
On top of the world trying to make a dollar.
Hey MJ, G
MJG and 8Ball (8Ball)
Are on top of the world!
Hey MJ, G
MJG and 8Ball (8Ball)
Are on top of the world!
