Testo Top - A. Nayaka
Testo della canzone Top (A. Nayaka), tratta dall'album Culture Shock
When the money turn real, cut ties with the fake
Fake ones gonna leave (They gonna leave)
Real ones gonna stay, I just be having a ball
Like I play for the Rockets
I just be having a ball like I play for the Rockets
Aku besar di tempat, tempat yang beda dari Ayahku
Dan aku selalu bertanya, "Apakah ini pengaruh terhadap perilaku aku?"
Tapi satu aku ngga pernah menyesal
Semua rintangan pasti ada jalan
So shoutout to my Mama she done raised me real propеr
Turned me to a man I ain't think that shit was possible
Ya sеkarang lihat kita udah di mana, I owe it all to you Mama
Bersyukur Mama masih di sini, so she can join the ride with me to the Top
Everyday I dream of taking them back
Back to the city, the city that raised me
2 different parts of the world in my DNA
Too many moments of DOA
I gotta learn adapt real quick
I been really doing it all of my life, real shit
You done came back to your motherland you ain't know shit
So how does it feel now?
Back in your hometown you don't relate
I made something out of nothing and you cannot hate
If I stay true to myself then I know the money won't change me, money won't change me
When the money turn real, cut ties with the fake
Fake ones gonna leave (They gonna leave)
Real ones gonna stay, I just be having a ball
Like I play for the Rockets
I just be having a ball like I play for the Rockets
I don't go outside no more I think they're watching me
Everyday I pray today is not the day they make me leave
Oh God I think I'm on one
There I go again my Ego "autopilot"
Gotta cancel out some people or imma go violent
Cause I done had it up to here with all the bullshit
And I done found my way up to the top of the food chain (Then what?)
It's a lot of enemies when you chilling at the Top
Might sound all fun and games, but we all waiting for the drop
None of this gonna be forever you just gotta make it last
Wha- what am I supposed to do if I done made it to the Top and then I crash back down
All these people in my back, don't wanna bring their ass back down
Light one then I go
Light two cause I'm cold
Light three for my woes in the Southside for the ones that be back on the road
It's four in the morning nobody be sober
I double my cup, dirty mixed with the soda
When the money turn real, cut ties with the fake
Fake ones gonna leave (They gonna leave)
Real ones gonna stay, I just be having a ball
Like I play for the Rockets
I just be having a ball like I play for the Rockets
I don't go outside no more I think they're watching me
Everyday I pray today is not the day they make me leave
Oh God I think I'm on one
There I go again, my Ego "autopilot"
Gotta cancel out some people or I'mma go violent
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Writer(s): Sonaone, Ariel Nayaka
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