Top 10 Lyrics by Connor Price
K-k-k-kato on the track, yeah
Yeah, look
I’ma make a move when I drop this (Move when I drop this)
Light up on my plate, how you think I’m gon’ be great?
Tell me, who’s in your top ten? (Who’s in your top ten?)
Wanna hear my name, so I keep going insane
Yeah, I gotta get in the zone, got money to hold ’cause I got a son to feed
Even if I’m in the low, I still gotta go, it ain’t always fun for me
I wanna wake up in homes and area codes and live it so comfortably
Had to just get on the phone and hit up K-Doze or Q in the drum machine let’s (Whoa)
Yeah, kick hitting like three cannons, got bars don’t need Xanax
Foundation my seeds planted, couple years old, street standing
Did a show out in DC, got me glowing up like Green Lantern
In the house I kick ’em out like Steve Bannon
In the game with my feet planted, ain’t going nowhere I keep standing
I stay real no re-branding, y’all airheads like cheap candy
Cheap shots like we brandy, Rolls Royce then we vanish
In other words I roll an R’s but no sir I don’t speak Spanish (Ayy)
I see the look of the doubt in they face
Counting the wins is like counting the days
Running the bass
I hate the doubt of the parking and outing the space
I can’t even calculate hourly wage
Everything really just sounding the same
The lamer they are, the louder they hate (What?)
I’ma make a move when I drop this (Move when I drop this)
Light up on my plate, how you think I’m gon’ be great?
Tell me, who’s in your top ten? (Who’s in your top ten?)
Wanna hear my name, so I keep going insane
Look, competition, not a issue, low ceiling, mind your head
Too much of that ego, got more pride than the lion’s den
On the web they telling lies and we can tell got spider sense
Two rules, I get it done, if it doesn’t work then I trip, trip, trip, try again
My money count, I got a speech impediment to (Frr)
Stutterin, I play the cards, I was dealt, need a new hand (Frr)
*** shuffling, my cell phone keep going off, they (Brr) but buzzing in
No helicopter but they hearing me coming in like (Frr)
Jeez, living inside of a dream and I don’t even sleep
I’m doing it live and showing the speed
Ironic to me cause I don’t even stream
They saying I’m sick, they saying I’m blessed
Keep handing me paper, I ain’t even sneeze
It’s me and the team, we stay in the ball
A couple of stars and Marty Supreme
I see the look of the doubt in they face
Counting the wins is like counting the days
Running the bass
I hate the doubt of the parking and outing the space
I can’t even calculate hourly wage
Everything really just sounding the same
The lamer they are, the louder they hate (What?)
I’ma make a move when I drop this (Move when I drop this)
Light up on my plate, how you think I’m gon’ be great?
Tell me, who’s in your top ten? (Who’s in your top ten?)
Wanna hear my name, so I keep going insane
