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Future Nostalgia.

by Top Billion

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1.
"Future Nostalgia." (Chorus) This aint art this is something that I live What you hear is a part of me that I give Over time you'll love what I've done for ya (And this is Future Nostalgia.) As of now, you wont understand it But down line you'll see that I planned it This is for your Future Nostalgia (Verse 1) Man, this ain't a classic it's a masterwork Not a masterpiece Cause nothing's perfect It'll never be But it needs no tweaks When complete what you will see Are the flaws and all And when you peep the bigger picture You'll probably drop your jaw Maybe not now or no time soon But you'll come along Same songs that you're now written off You'll end up singing along Like a Warhol hanging on your wall In one of your halls Inspiration from it you can draw If you stare so long Though if Andy was there with you Looking at his painting I bet you That you would call it a masterpiece And he'd call it rough draft at least That's what makes art such a beast That's hard to tame The painter and the surveyor wont see one thing the same At the end of the day With this tape I wouldn't change a thing T'was hard call me a sadist but I enjoyed the pain ... What up, b lane, its time to get some monetary gain Shouldn't wait for May 21st To have cake like it's our birthday, ok! (Chorus) (Verse 2) When they look on the timeline of my rhymes They'll realized I inclined Through the grind Didn't come easy like a virgin fuckin' Wont nothin' be idealized My truth is bared for the eyes Of those who criticize Hate or love fuck just it discuss it I know that I'm on to something When I can't put my finger on it But I can feel success so close to grip I can almost palm it One day I'll reflect on this When I eat so much caviar I'm nauseous Vomit need a colonic And recall when poor I had dust in wallet And I'm just being honest I never lied try to lie in my phonics It keeps me modest Besides being fake makes new hardships And we all know how hard life is Look around see the high gas prices Its surprising people even driving Or the gas station owners aren't lifeless But that's besides what I'm typing Excuse me, I got a lot on my mid and Some of it leaks out when I'm writing Hard to bottle up all this lightning Ya'll just think I'm rhyming nice words But, man, this the tip of the ice berg In the future this'll be your tutor On Top Bill 101 let me school ya I rep CMG, nigga From the 'Roe, nigga I'm five PERCENT Call me GOD, nigga LV on the beat and Adam the engineer-man Put the mic in my hand Guaranteed that'll be a jam Damn... I'm the motherfucking man when I stand in the booth I don't need a band to help me boost You don't need a fact check to know the truth Everywhere I go I get salutes It's like the whole world is now my troops I'm like 2pac now I got the juice Don't need to rap no more-- duece (Chorus)
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"Angel" (Verse 1) I don't believe in heaven, hell, or purgatory Heard the stories of afterlife and all it did was bore me Never warned me never made me think or worry In fact it made this youngin' do more bad in a hurry I'm caught up in a flurry a whirlwind of world sins Adrift surrounded by the friendliest non-friends Back to my family face to insanity No one at my side the world weight below grabbin' me I'm sinking under pressure 30,000 leagues below sea So deep this where light don't reach Can't see can't breathe can't do a damn thing Dived to my own grave: shark food T.B. Praying to Poseidon "Don't let me sink deeper. Send anyone... Little Mermaid... Sub-Mariner!" And right then I seen her; no fins, all feathers An angel my saving grace delivered (Verse 2) I don't believe in heaven, hell, or purgatory But for angels that's different story Top had a guardian playin' cards for him Keepin' Hell's beast from harmin' him Like when he was hustlin' niggas tried strong armin' him But his steel-wing-angel was barrin' them from scarrin' him Protectin' all of him takin' any fall for him She thinks I'm Batman kept them from robbin' him She see a star in him: Alpha Centauri She want to see me start to shine: 6 in the morning Told the Reaper "Sorry, can't take him yet." He was draggin' me down to drown she gave breath Took the wheel when I almost died in that wreck On I-20 my brother and sister could've met Death I guess her reach is wide enough to hold all the lives of us My soul in her clutch A wretch like me doesn't deserve this much Deserve this touch or to even have this luck I got an angel (Verse 3) I don't believe in heaven, hell, or purgatory But my angel has done too much for me Let me breathe this long let my heart beat strong Let me go one being this headstrong Let me live when it should've been dead wrong From the fights to the nights that the guns were drawn Damn I'm bless to see dawn no morning prayer I say a silent peace be upon Humming a beat to a song I got coming along I think it's dope my angel will tell if I'm wrong I love her I love this life that she comfort From counself I confer she's who I come for Winter, spring, summer I fall through for her She's too tight to slip from grace not Lucifer (loose) Owe it all to her got it all through her Without her life support I wouldn't dare scuba She a trooper who I give salute to No bond truer than what me and her are used to Angel
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"Adultery" (Intro) What it is, miss? Could you be my mistress? I got a wife, but in this life I want you in this Let it be our secret You and me can keep this Just be quiet And let the money flow endless (Chorus) I got this money, baby, I wanna spend it on you, (Forget my wife and kids Baby we can do it big) I got this Sunday, baby, I wanna spend it with you, (We both know what it is It's wrong but I love this shit) We can do what you like I promise that I'll be true (Yea, you see my wedding band You know I'm a married man) I got this money, baby, I wanna spend it on you (But, you don't give a damn As long as I spend these grands) (Verse 1) Not gonna lie now I'm tied down A good wife two kids And a job each week I make five thou' Got a nice house Two new cars wiped down In my garage and I'm building a pool house right now You'd think I'm living the life If you just see whats in the light But every night me and my wife Seem to have the same old fight And the sex has got so trite We only fuck once a year it seems like Now I don't even gripe About us in the sheets I cheat Yea saying I work late just to creep Goin' out to bars and meeting freaks Even breakin' off bread so the hoes an eat Sometimes I seek Prostitutes and strippers Some college girls some flippers Spent so much money on sistas I went to white girls like coke dealers Trickin' all my dollars Because I make so much gualla On these one night stands I had no plans on making a mistress a full time partner Until I met this girl Man, she flipped my whole world She's more beautiful than usual I said to ol' girl when I met her (Chorus) (Verse 2) Now this new chick isn't like my used chicks 'Cause she got crude wit Her own whip and intelligence Not to mention huge tits Shes real thick and that ass sits Right up, high up With no heels soft yet stiff She played hard to get But now she's my mistress If I'm not with the wife or kids I'm ducked off with this bitch At restaurants... movies Even took her on beach trips Came home with sand and lipstick Wifey's suspicious Grabbin' my collar she see the glitter "Whose is this shit?" I yell at her "Bitch, get off me I'm up to no mischief!" Screaming and cussing This kids obviously'll hear this I storm out of the house And head to the crib of Ms. Mistress Ain't care if it ruined me I just couldn't resist it The pussy was too good Her clit had no hood Just quit I know I should But that's not gonna happen What's gonna happen Is I'mma shower her With Franklins and Jacksons (Chorus) (Verse 3) I'm pillow-talking with her Putting all my secrets in her Sharing my insecurities Over hundred dollar dinners Taking her shopping sprees Paid tuition for her sister My sons shoe soles get thinner But I just got her Gucci slippers I love it when I kiss her And when not near her I miss her I'm breaking the rules of adulterers I'm catching feelings Just told her we should see the world And I got two tickets to Vegas "Baby, let's go on vacation" She said "Yea!" with no hesitation "Ok, cool. Here's what I'mma do I'mma leave these two tickets here with you I'mma head to my crib, pack my shit, Then come back here and meet up with you." I leave her place, head to my house And see all my things outside on a couch A note from my wife on top of the mount She's taking the kids and heading South I felt some sadness But I got my suitcase, packed it Thinking "I can just start a new life With my mistress as my new wife." But when I come back, she's not around A new note I found on the ground "Thanks for the tickets to Vegas Me and my boyfriend appreciate it." (Chorus)
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"So Smart You're Stupid" (Verse 1) Have you ever heard someone say "You're so smart you're stupid"? Or heard a old head say "The wise be the most clueless"? I'm not foolish I'll raise my hand admit to it I lacked common sense younger I could still use it The kid in honors classes with thick glasses passin' But couldn't tell Judge Judy from Mathis When I look back then I remember this Pops said I'd lose my ass if not attached to it And there's some fact to it 'Cause to this day I'm losin' shit all the time "Funmi where I put my keys? They're in my pocket. Nevermind." Never lying check it out I'm absent minded no doubt Imagine me with money I'd own cribs I don't know about Yeah, a dumb-dumb, a numbskull, son And any synonyms with them I'm each one I won't shun it or run from it goddumbit Not none of it from the pit of my stomach (Chorus) Stupid stupid they call me stupid I swear I'm so smart sometimes that I'm stupid Stupid stupid they call me stupid I swear I'm so smart sometimes that I'm stupid But truth is I am only who I am And if you don't like it then I give a damn Truth is I am only who I am And if you don't like it then I give a damn. Go (Verse 2) I remember when me and Will were doing mixtapes But when we dropped the feedback wouldn't be great The people loved Will and all the raps he'd say But not mine it was over their minds Didn't know at the time the reason why Instead of my words I blamed my voice being high But then I remember when I asked Will how he wrote his rhymes "I just say what's real no big deal." Broham, you know how it feel to think you're the best ever To learn that an amateur better? I used to wrack my brain to come with what I thought was clever But when you take it apart: to smart for art Back to drawingboard redrew my whole style No metaphors just heart flowing like the Nile Some say I'm dumbing down but I think I've smartened up If you don't get the basics you're not smart enough Hold up now is that hard or what (Chorus) (Verse 3) Grade me as a hard-head knuckle-head Bet I'll get an A plus Great report card but my common sense ain't much Make a list of dumb stunts I'll check a bunch I've blown more money than tornadoes on a bank truck They say it ain't such... It ain't a stunt If it weren't for luck I'd be some earthworms lunch Yeah being a idiot could've killed the kid I'm serious I'm lucky to just know what year it is Some hearin' this just bobbin' they heads But this is for cats who missin' knobs in their head So smart and gifted that they're told they're a sped They miss the bigger picture only lookin' at a thread I shed light on 'em as I shine on 'em As one of their own a king almost their clown Stupid as it sounds: I'm as stupid as I look Puttin' stupid bars down with this stupid ass hook, man (Chorus)
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"New Orleans, LA" (Verse 1) N.O., N.O., N.O., Hello, N.O., I'm so welcomed to be here I'm so far from home A new city, big place, where no one I know But just give me some time to sprout roots and grow Yea... I've heard so much about the "Big Easy" from TV I'm not sure if seeing's believing When I touchdown Ion't know what to expect Bullets in chest... or beads on my neck The vibe that I get is that's it's real down here No jiving, everything's straight and clear The history goes back hundreds of years From war to storms and the city's still here Shit, I can't hide even I'm surprised That it even survived When Katrina arrived in '05 But shes alive and in eyes She wants to rise from demise like a phoenix and fly (Chorus) New Orleans! To you I may be foreign But this song for you I'm recording in New orleans! I got love for this city Where a part of me feels like I come from this city New Orleans! To you I may be foreign But this song for you I'm recording in New orleans! I got love for this city Now a part of me feels like I come from this city (Verse 2) The bottom of the map's bottom Where every black problem Is seen on each block like this a microcosm Poverty is rampant Murders often happen They call this "Chopper City" Not cause helicopters passin' Lotta drugs trafficked Young'ns get caskets Mothers cry and on the killer's face tears tatted Bounce music blastin' Ion't understand it Not a fan but I like big booty girls dancin' Plenty niggas rappin' Even more trappin' Some do it both But others they just actin Dreads are the fashion Everybody has 'em Gold tips, red tips Each color in the pallete Tourists keep askin' "where locals eat?" And blow dollars down on Bourbon and Canal Street Redbones, yellowbones everywhere you see Alot of them Creole, man, you hear it in their speech (Chorus) (Shoutouts) (Verse 3) I can't even describe it There's not a place like it Its got a mystique Its own swag you can't bite it Uptown residing I'm streetcar riding I see the Superdome From the window where I'm writing Any where I might be Theres Fleur de leis sightings Scream "who dat" once And everyone's replying Rebel flags flying The Saints come marching The jazz band's playing The second line's starting Essensefest... Jazzfest... Mardi Gras Bacchus... Endymion... Zulu Ball Mid-City... Gretna... Harrahan Metarie... Hammond... Algiers I've met the realest people alive down here And seen things that have opened my eyes around here Done so much growin' up here these past years I feel prone to call this Home-from-Home (Chorus) 2x
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"Can't Buy Swag" (Verse 1) Ok, these swagger-jacker-rappers Really tryna pull me backwards I shoot at all these actors Like directors if I have to It really shouldn't matter Cause I really should be flattered But it really makes me madder That they're stealin' what I mastered Yea I got my style But they wish they had It's like it's cold outside How bad they really want to jack it I'm in my own bracket I've reached higher status My copy cats are hungry But they're only eating catnip "Nigga, be yourself!" that's all I ever tell 'em But because my records sellin' That advice they're not acceptin' So fuck it I keep it steppin' While I'm Monroe representin' Im the South's secret weapon With these bars like a felon No question... Man, I'm the answer That you weren't expectin' It's like I sneezed how I always give the track a blessin' Peace to the Gods I always will be five percentin' And like 120 I'mma give these cats a lesson, man (Chorus) You can have alotta cash All the money in the bag But you can't, can't I said you can't buy swag All the shoes you have And all the chains that flash Won't last so, man, naw you cant buy swag I said you can't, can't I said can't buy swag Man, you can't, can't I said you can't buy swag You can have alot of cash All the money in the bag But you can't, can't I said you cant buy swag (Verse 2) When did it criminal ever to be original These lil' rappers pitiful swagga jackin's so typical It even is a miracle I made it to this pinnacle 'Cause the game is so miserable And everyone's so critical Yea... I'm just tryna keep it lyrical They said "Dumb it down!" But that advice I didn't listen to They were hot in the interval I'll admit but when they bricked They flipped and tried to jock my spit It sounded like shit... Gave off a stench It was that bad: adult... Yea, 'cause I don't kid Meanwhile, my flow was Dumbledore... Yup, I'm a Wiz, And those starters are now on the bench... That's common sense I'm the hottest now in present tense To the rap game I'm heaven-sent Proof is the pudding And my mixtape is the evidence Sicker than I've ever been Quarantine the whole premise Run to where protection is before you go I'll tell 'em this (Chorus) (Verse 3) My name is Top Billion My style is so appealin' Brinks covers my download links To stop jackas from stealin' Your favorite rapper's villian He hates me 'cause I'd killin 'em And all of his women Worship the God's imagine like religion I'm not kiddin' I'm not trippin' I'm firm in this position Nigga, listen I'm the difference 'Tween Jehovah and a witness Pussy nigga, what's the business You fuckin' with a killa I'm hungry as gorilla You look like banana dinner I'm a winner... Man, Charlie Sheen call me mister Keep it realer... You bit my swag and tried to make iller Ha! But nigga... This thing has been vaccine'd And you can't be me any more Than the sky can be green So go and copy every scene From all my videos you seen You ain't done nothin' but brung in More fans on my team CMG, yadadamean A.K.A. the regime And you cant buy ya way in it Word, from the lieutenant (Chorus)
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"Gotta Murder Them" (Chorus) (Verse 1) Homicide! It's a homicide! You want Top's life Yours is the sacrifice If friends are enemies that act nice And haters are just fans that act trife They can all get red dots 'tween their eye whites Like Hindus Say namaste to hell, I'll send u! Haters don't want Top Sellin' out venues They want me on some vultures menu Hacked my Youtube Hacked my Twitter Deleted my accounts Tryna lower my amounts Not knowin' I would bounce Back in no time count Left me with 14 grams Turned that into an ounce Now, I'm back in house Like I ain't left before Lloyd banks how I hunger for more And ain't no one stoppin' me from prickin' my fork If ion't eat that's a food fight, bol. Yea (Chorus) (Verse 2) You want me 6 feet below 'cause of videos? Wish for my death date cause of mixtape? Want me like Malcolm 'Cause of albums? Well, all the shots thrown at me You can have em Fuckboy! I wish u the worst luck boy That Booty Bandit type of shit, hope you're fucked boy Drivin through Mississip'... get stuck boy Found by the Klan... lynched on a branch Can't understand why u wanna underhand Undermine what I'm building under my command I understand I'm on Facebook all the time Pushing pearls to the world You want me clammed Man, you don't have to be fan So why do all you can To see me banned fam You could'a pulled a Satan Not gave a goddamn But you're interference Will make me take your spirit. Bow (Chorus) (Verse 3) Haters: a nusiance, I keep it movin' I'm not bothered they make my name hotter But, when they cross that line its drama I gotta stop now ya you're bullet fodder I'm atheist no problem to pop ya All you Christians you can meet ya father In a second, but one question Why you stressin' Messin' my operation up... the fuck?! You must want seesaw luck My down'll bring you up But... no such thing'll happen 'round here I'm captain 'round here I wear the crown here The ground it ain't near And it won't be Any time soon Like 13:03 o'clock, bol, stop! You hate Top? You're just mad that you're not Anywhere near his spot. Yeah (Chorus)
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"Burning Bridges" (Verse 1) They say "No man is an island." Thats surprising Cause I've been a castaway for sometime and The sun's not shining the moon's not rising I'm alone in a world of my own Wasn't always this way but this is to where it's grown The people I've known have set sail or flown Old friends are now memories I own I'm stranded here now at this spot alone Cause I've burnt my bridges Yeah nigga I burnt my bridges Sent fire to them bitches I regret I did it Each second, each minute Sometimes I want my final hour visit 'Cause I can't live with it I'm ashamed that I pushed so many people away That nowadays Ion't talk to nobody I'm caught with nobody I walk alone and hear 'em whisper that's a nobdoy (hook) Ive lost so many friendships So many kinships I'm alone I've burnt all my bridges (So many friendships, So many kinships, I'm alone ,I've burnt all my bridges) Ive lost so many friendships So many kinships I'm alone I've burnt all my bridges (So many friendships, So many kinships, I'm alone ,I've burnt all my bridges) (Verse 2) Ive lost opportunities Cause I've stupidly offended people That could really make moves for me Hardheadedness sometimes influence me To act on an impulse without thinking thoroughly And that worries me I try to put it in check But when I play chess with myself I lose Off a sign of disrespect I'm losina all of my cool Like sun rays on a pool I gotta bring you the blues I should know better But nope this what I do I get mad, and then rude Then everything fall through Man, that's how it ends Another gone in the wind Man, I stay losing friends Can't keep none in We dont talk again Or chop it up like men They avoid me and then ion't holla at them Its sucks it's like that But fuck it's like that They can keep their distance Let me burn bridges (Chorus) (Verse 3) They say no man is an island That's surprising I've been one deep and im still surviving No allies just I: Simon No downtime just grind: Rhymin' Cant sweat the past, it already passed All those bridges are ash There's no more I could ask From my friends to my dad To connections I've had They're now out of my grasp In a way I'm glad That I'm here by my lonesome Bottom of the totem 'Cause now I gotta do it by myself Time to show em I only roll with two others And they're in my scrotum Middle finger throwin' To the world while I hold 'em Feelin' so emboldened ... In spite of the pain I'm walking with my head While outside in the rain I'mma do what I gotta 'til I finish Even if I burn every one of my bridges
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"Martin Luther King" (Verse 1) Rest in peace to the King It's A shame that he didn't live to see his dream Dedicated his life to the fight for civil rights For human beings and was killed for that thing What I wouldn't give to be there on the scene Marchin' in Selma with the SCLC At the sit-ins and boycotts I woulda been non stop I woulda took a bullet for the team And Martin His legacy will never be tarnished In my eyes he's the greatest American this country harnessed To us black folk he's one our many martyrs He shoulda been the first of us in the Oval Office Not just him but all our forefathers Wanted a brighter future for their sons and daughters And I'm one them so I won't pretend That I forget what it meant when he said that... (Chorus)2x I have a dream That One day this country Will live to its creed And be the land of the free I have a dream We'd be treated equally This song is in memory Of Martin Luther King (Verse 2) Nowadays, a million streets are named MLK And one Monday in the year is his holiday In February he gets alotta praise And he's become an icon to all of us today But I think we use his legacy in vain Remembering just his name And not the things that'd he say Like on MLK day how many of us Remember his worth We just party hard on Sunday Then not got to work On MLK boulevard brothers get murked If named after him it's the city's slum for sure And it's messed up when it's Black history month Rosa Parks and MLK is all we're taught since young Man... In a sense we played him for a chump From the jump we took his message and twisted it up For our own agenda... I wish it happened never But the words that he said will ring true forever and ever (Chorus) We had a Black man in the White House Does that really mean the dream came to life now? And Oprah one of the richest people that's living But too many Black woman live in poor conditions Brothers in the system Less college in more in prison 'Cause of positions where it is Hustle or you'll be finished Is there really a difference Between now and then I feel like there wasn't reward For what they marched for 'Cause we're still in a war outside Harassed 'cause of my pants or my shirt siZe I remember a time before I got my dreads I Fretted to be profiled by cops when they ride Man, this life ain't right when it comes to the light It's a fact if you're black It's harder than if you're white Its a terrible plight that so many live It's worse no one gives a damn bout these ghetto kids Don't wanna see us live they wanna see us die Cancer, diabetes, AIDS all of them are high If there's a God in sky you gotta ask him "why?" But, then you'll lower your eyes 'Cause you'll get no reply Man... What's there more to tell? We're in hell... Why'd Martin step on the balcony of the motel? He couldn't save us we gotta save ourselves So one day I hope his dream will realize itself (Chorus)
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"More Than You Can See" (Verse 1) It's like these hoes don't look for potential A college boy with a mental a pencil They only show love to athletes and ballers The type to fuck in one night and don't call her I saw a dime at the Greek party; holler'd Didn't get her digits but if my jump shot was wicked Shit I would've hit it I bet I'm not vexed I get cutty nonetheless but this is a mess See, when college is done a doctor I'll become You think he'll make the NBA but we're not D1 I ain't even got a chance now you're so siddity And you think the point guard's a cash cow And that's a pity you're pretty but you're brain is shitty Like you're paying tuition to be on a groupie mission And the worse part you're missin' real niggas like me Not tryna shoot threes but get a degree damn (Chorus) You're so damn blind by the fame in your eyes That you cannot see us shine But what we'll have when all this pass Is more money over time I ain't worried about you, girl, do what you do You ain't gotta like me and Ion't gotta like you But I got somethin' much more than you can see Somethin' much more than you can see (Ah, bitch, please!) You're so damn blind by the fame in your eyes That you cannot see us shine But what we'll have when all this pass Is more money over time I ain't worried about you, girl, do what you do You ain't gotta like me and Ion't gotta like you But I got somethin' much more than you can see Somethin' much more than you can see (Verse 2) It's like these hoes don't look for potential A hustler sellin' by the ounce too simple They only show love to the big ballers The type to fuck in one night and then dog her Yeah I'm working serving selling grams in person Making money but not enough to get her for certain She only wanna date homie who got weight She too fine to wait for me to get straight She want the dude in the city who get by the fifty Nevermind the Feds waiting for him to start slipping She wanna be the kingpin wife and move white He got the dirty money but ain't cleaning it right, Huh Dumb nigga... can't teach sense to some niggas I hustle now to get my paper and I'm done, nigga She want to live that life and pay that price And not get with the kid with his head right What the fuck (Chorus) (Verse 3) So I finally lived to my potential And now my bank account numbers exponential Back then, boo, you only liked ballers Nowadays alot of those cats live in squalor I got my degree now I'm a doctor And I don't sell dimes no more I'm a mobster Livin' proper, eatin' steak and lobster New money, new whips, baby, I've prospered Fuck with me Park the Porsche tip the valet a buck fifty Ain't nothin' to a big dog eat lunch with me While we wine and dine I'll rewind your mind To the times you ignored the signs I was gonna be a success you gave a fuck-less Don't apologize yet let me clear my damn chest Truth is you pushed me to do this Win so I can shit on you--Dueces Get the fuck out my face, bitch (Chous)
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"Dick" (Verse 1) I was born with you I define you man If not here I doubt they'd even call you a man I stay with you no further than the reach of your hand You piss me off everyday but I'm still ya man Ain't a issue... I understand gotta get it out ya system You do that through me Truly, (it's just you and me) Yea, buddy, 'til death do us part Or 'til you break a bitch heart And her scissors are sharp... Shit, that type of talk ion't like So dont bring it up when I think it up It makes me shrivel up Yup, and I get small as I was When you were a baby-butt Tiny but the doctor could find me When he raised you up I been your envoy since you started making noise They saw me and said with joy "It's a boy!" Man we go back a stretch like calisthenics It's you and me 'til the ending: movie credits (Verse 2) We grew up together 'cause we're tethered forever That means I was your rider when you kept me in diapers Before you learned the toilet kept me to yourself And used to touch me they call that shit playin' with yourself You were small I was small when you grew I did too When you balled I balled I always do I keep two Ha! it's true you didn't think of me much 'Til the age of 12 when I started to swell and stiffen up Hormones were kicking up thoughts switchin up You noticed the girls with thicker butts In class when they strut We had urges building up That you couldn't construct 'Til one night on your sheets White stuff was spitting up Haha! I remember you were like "What the fuck!" Didn't know what it was or how to clean it up Didn't feel better 'til you put me in your clutch And tugged Thats when you learned to show me, no, us love (Verse 3) Your first girlfriend was ours First fuck that was ours First time that you shaved my hair We still have the scars You stressed on my size 'Til the girls said it's nice Over politics we fight 'Cause I curve to the right But we agree off top Gianna Michaels hot 'Cause each porn you watched I was there on the spot A plethora of names not one of them the same To me they pertain But none of that i entertain It's a shame some men want me changed Or be totally different Wanna-be-women They're destroying me Having no loyalty Improperly enjoying me Like the gays I can't complain You treated fairly you harmed me barely Got burnt once that cleared up Though that shit was scary Forgive for when I didn't go hard as I needed I put on everything, balls and my word, I won't repeat it
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"Soap Opera" (Verse 1) Yea, I'm at the house sitting on the couch Tuning in to the television so I can tune out Everything that's went south that I can't figure out Numbing my brain so pain I'll forget about Why am I not up and about I'll let you know a day ago my boss said "I gotta let you go..." Wasn't my fault the company had loan defaults They fucked up now I gotta walk Damn... And to top it off I got bills on bills Man, for real them things pilin' high like hills Man, this cant be life there's so many ills I wish a doctor would appear And prescribe it some pills Yea, though he probably wouldn't 'Cause knowing me I'd O.D. on those things If they were in my holding So I'mma spend tonight Watchin' Guiding Light To take my mind off my plight And make me feel right (Chorus) 2x I deal with more drama On top of more drama Man, I swear my life is like a soap opera It gets no realer Than when you deal with the Highs and lows that life bestows, man! (Verse 2) And let's not even talk about woman problems I could write a whole song about woman problems She adds more drama to all of my problems Bitch you so smart why don't you try to solve 'em She start talkin "I don't know who you speakin' to But the only bitch here is with no job or school! Since you were fired, boo, all you do is do nothin!" "It's only been a day!" "I don't care do you somethin! You in the crib watchin' All of my Children Eatin' all my food and I don't mean to be rude But to keep me, dude, here's what you gotta do Gotta bring home bacon, take me on vacations, Gotta... Oh! You gonna turn up the soap station Tryna drown me out? Motherfucker, I'm out! You can stay alone here in this janky ass house I been fuckin' your cousin anyway. Peace out." Bitch (Chorus) (Verse 3) I know this song make it seems like I suck at life If there were loser of the year awards I'd win it, right? That's what you're thinking like But behind each cloud is a silver light So you this story gotta end kinda bright Did you know I like to write? I think you've might I've written raps ever since Gary Coleman height Well, come to find out, right This record exec heard of me on Nahright And he want me in New York He booked the flight Now, that's fuckin' tight Soon as I got that call I was hella hyped Stayed that way 'til I flew the next night And on the plane I met this chick she was super right Her name was christine; 19 She's super nice We talked 'til we landed, man, she was just my type As you're expecting it I got her math 'fore I met the executive I met him then he said that he wanted to sign me Who said soap operas end sad... Try me. Top (Chorus)
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"I'll Always Love You" (Verse 1) I was only sixteen years old When I made a huge mistake I regret it can't forget it I still think about it to this day How different my life would be If that life I didn't take Wait, let's get this straight Lets go two year before 2008 I was in the tenth grade Doin' normal high school stuff they'd say Writin' raps all day Passin' out CDs in the hallway Okay... Maybe not so normal But that's what I was on to inform you And besides doin' work they force on ya I played in the orchestra Yea, that's right I'm not gonna hide I played my cello with half-hearted pride Wasn't that good I'm not gonna lie Writing rhymes was taking all my time Plus a girlfriend I had on the side My first real one that was mine I loved her more than life That's probably where the problem lie 'Cause on top of adoring my angel I was a horny teenager We had sex any where Even other people's house Like there was no danger I used to ride my bike To her place in West Monroe after to school Just so we're smashin' Then tell pops I'm at ROTC practice And in the madness on her mattress We had bad habits No birth control in action Condoms rarely left the package No when I reminisce This is the root of all the sadness I remember layin' with her Whispering to her this No laughin' (Chorus) (Verse 2) Ma never liked me working to be a lyricist She wanted me to spend more time on my instrument To solve this problem I got a chair in the youth ensemble Some after school shit That could probably score me scholarships So every Monday night I took my cello to ULM Played in the symphony with them From 8 o'clock 'til ten when it ends Started off getting dropped off But my parents started working longer nights jobs So to make it not so hard Ma gave me keys to her car Shit, you know what I did Skipped practice to go she live I remember like it was yesterday I can detail everything we did I met up with her in a parking lot In front of Bayou Seafood restaurant I came for you I love you alot Her ass in palm back of the Nissan We started making out in the back of my car My dick got hard Listenin' to Ice Cube "Horny lil' Devil" song She sucked me up 'til the nut was gone I shoulda left then cause my urge was gone But if she ain't cum then I'd be wrong So I laid her on her back we're fucking No rubber coverin' I came on her stomach (Chorus) (Verse 3) A few months pass and her period's missin' She's tellin' me she feels different I'm a lil' worried but this ain't the first time She had these conditions But one night I get a phone call that ain't the best She took a pregnancy test the results were saying yes Right then I started to fret actin' like a bitch Like "Oh my God! what we'll do with this?!" I'm ashamed when I think of it All I thought was how to get rid of it She was upset to her deepest depths More than I could guess When I expressed it should exe'd She supported it be aborted We hid from our parents the misfortune Tried fallin' and drinking posion Worst thing I've done is kick her stomah to 'cause an abortion When none of that worked we were forced to Come clean to our folks with the whole truth Her momma was livid mine too When they found out they hit the whole roof First thing mom said "get rid of it!" Pops said "how you sure that it is your kid?" I don't know what her folks said to her But I'm sure that they weren't nice words They wanted her to keep it at first She kept beggin' it worked And after seven weeks of carrying the birth We went to Shreveport on April first It lasted about three hours times I was in the lobby watching Family Guy It didn't really hit at the time I had just killed something that was mine I was only 16 years old When I made a huge mistake How different my life would be If that life I didn't take (Chorus)
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"At the End of the Day" (Chorus) When it's all said and done My blessings will keep coming Can't care what they say At the end of the day Gotta do it my way Won't no one give me nothing All my troubles fade away At the end of the day (Verse 1) We start our days seeing sun rays Rise out of bed to start the work ahead Begin getting dressed with these thougts in our head Like "what [we] should wear if other people care" You wanna rock Reeboks but they say that's wack So you put on the Nikes though they're scuffed and scratched You wanna be the cat that wears trucker hats But you pick the New Era cause they fuck with that You wanted dreads but ya pops said That they weren't becoming So keep waves even though they look funny At the bus stop you see the girl That youre crushing on for so long But ain't talked to all Dont wanna seem wrong when you come across So you say nothin' to not risk a loss You go to school when you get their you feel lost 'Cause though you fit in it's at what cost, ya feel me (Chorus) (Verse 2) You're in college in a major you don't even like To even stay awake in the class is a fight They tell you "you'll get paid!" "it's a sacrifice" But that cash goes to debts that you get in life All the loans, cars, and homes Don't wanna do accounting You wanna write poems But if you dropped out you'd get knocked out By ya parents disappointing them you wouldn't dare it So... Grit and bear it Yea thats ya motto.. Live for today hope for better tomorrow Go to church Sunday, pray to who be hallowed You never thought it was true but everyone do So you do too just to fit in A sheep to the Lord's shephard Do you get it? You exist in the world but you feel lost 'Cause you blend in But at what cost, ya feel me (Chorus) You come home, shower, then look in the mirror Do you like who's in the picture? Are you are who you are Or what they wish ya to be Livin' ya life or someone else dream At the end of the day what does everything mean? You're born then you leave with some years in between Now how that times used is pertinent But we fill it up with the superfluous I learned a bit since death I flirted with Yea, you heard of it Now that extraneous shit ion't worry with Fears: I murdered it; shot 'em dead Now Top is scared of what no one says I only hear voices in my head like a schitzo Believing only what I can prove is so So now I never I feel lost I'mma boss And it took no cost (Chorus)

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It all started when I contacted B. Lane after finding his blog on Nahright. We chatted a bit through Twitter, built a relationship, and after a month of work and countless direct messages this is the result. A masterwork.

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released May 21, 2011

I want to thank all of the fans first and foremost, you keep me wanting to rap, and all the producers who donated beats, you keep me rapping. Adam Stewart, you were great; this is my first album I ever recorded wholly on Pro Tools. Shoutout to Funmi for the love and support as well.

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Top Billion Miami, Florida

Born 9/14/90. From Monroe, LA. I started taking Rap seriously at 18. I rap about things that happen in my life and what I see going on in the world around me. I like making and releasing new songs because you can never have enough music. There's atleast one album you'll love here... guaranteed. ... more

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