I'm At The Top

Wheelarella

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    Getting money, counting it up cause
    I'm at the top
    Popping tags, buying it up cause
    I'm at the top
    Bitches hating, they asses mad cause
    I'm at the top
    I'm at the top
    I'm at the top

    Made it to the top, but I grew
    Up with nothing
    Now I'm flexing, getting money
    Foreign car, yeah I be stunting
    I just get it like it's nothing
    Bad bitches go get money
    I came from another country
    Run up on me, shit get bloody
    These bitches hate cause I've got far
    Blowing dough like superstars
    Off space juice, got it from Mars
    I be ruling with the gods
    Diamonds shining like golden bars
    Atf{angel the foreign}, that's who I are
    Ftc it's fuck the cops
    We can't debate if you a opp
    With the chopp I hit the scene
    All my bitches here with me
    Nothing but foreigners on my team
    Forget these niggas, I'm following my dreams
    Cashing out like it ain't a thing
    I got money so I can buy anything
    Yeah I'm down for everything
    All these hundreds, they on me
    And my squad stay with me
    Guccie belt & designer tee
    Snapback hat & ripped up jeans
    I got diamonds all on me
    I be flexing, I be flee
    Team for none cause I do me
    Switch up on me, you will see
    Been down, since I was three

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    Getting money, counting it up cause
    I'm at the top
    Popping tags, buying it up cause
    I'm at the top
    Bitches hating, they asses mad cause
    I'm at the top
    I'm at the top
    I'm at the top

    At the top with guap
    Bitches hate but I ain't gone stop
    On my life, never been a fucking thot
    One thing I never do is snitch to the cops
    Kneel bitches, real bitches always trust in me
    That's why these real bitches fuck with me
    And all this money, it's an addiction to me
    That's why these hoes hate me
    You might call me ugly
    But I'm queen & you know
    I'm boss of all boss's like pharos
    Fresher than the bitches you know
    Now turn up
    Celebration with my squad
    Cause we done glowed up
    One thing about my bitches
    They won't switch up
    Billion dollar baby, back down from what?
    These bitches ain't me, they mad
    I show up & strut
    Told my brother lawyer, fuck the judge
    They gave him two to ten, want him to lose
    But he gone always win
    And when he get out it's gone be a celebration
    Now I see why the fuck these bitches hate me
    I'm feeling like I'm so fucking brilliant
    Already at the top & I'm making a statement

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    Composition: Yoalah Brinson

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