"A Rapper That's Real" (Verse 1) Well, I ain't never been the type to go and lie in my raps I never put my hands on dope and never stood in the trap I never had to buss a strap or sell a junkie some crack I played a couple chicks but never put some hoes on the track I like all White Ones but I fuck with Airmax I like to let my 'locks hang not pushed to the back I really like to write raps that's all I do in fact And I really like beats when Deezy on the track My name is Top Bill I rep from the Boot on the map Louisiana for you people who ain't visited yet I'm from Monroe but N.O. Is where I let my head rest At my show is the one place you'll ever see me sweat I'm a mothafuckin' vet you should bring me your pet I been rapping since 18 I'm already the best Who the fuck would expect so fast I'd progress My O.G. asked me this and I said yes (Chorus) Are you a real rapper? Or a rapper that's real? Are you a real rapper? Or a rapper that's real? Are you a real rapper? Or a rapper that's real? A rapper that's real a rapper that's real I'm a rapper that's real Are you a real rapper? Or a rapper that's real? Are you a real rapper? Or a rapper that's real? Are you a real rapper? Or a rapper that's real? A rapper that's real a rapper that's real I'm a rapper that's real (Verse 2) I'm hopping straight up out the gumbo nigga into your pot I'm looking at the top dawgs like gimme your slot Mixtapes that I dropped man I got a lot After Bayou Classic go cop that 'Off the Top' I'm like Louisiana summers, man, I'm tryna get hot I want a single on the radio every time that I drop Email Gravedigga like a hit in your inbox Call up Starr like man I got these streets on lock They say you got a new hater for every dollar you got If that's the case I want a million people saying Fuck Top Pull up in a new drop that's missing the top Still hood hoppin' out it in socks and flip-flops My grind won't stop I been at for a minute Dropped alotta videos got alotta fans with it I'm ten toes in it like my kicks fresh fitted My O.G. asked me this and I ain't forget it (Chorus) (Verse 3) White tees what I like to wear most of the days I like Forces 'maxes never had me some Js My favorite drink water and O.J. in one big cup And I'm random as fuck as you can tell, ok Man, I'm murdering these beats call me O.J. Been my dream to be a rapper since the sixth grade I'd be writin' all in class I don't know how I passed In fact that's prolly why I'm bad at math now to this day Serious about mine no jokes Tina Fey Got a hustler's spirit like my first name Jay I'm a champion fighter like my last name Clay But my name is Top Billion and that's how its gon stay I keep it hundred in my songs ain't no lies going on Lookin' for that dope, man, this like blowing that strong Nigga, am I wrong? I've never been a liar My O.G. asked me this before he retired (Chorus)

11 Rings (Bill Russell) (Chorus) I stay down I do my thing I'll be around until I get 11 rings I stay down I do my thing I'mma be around until I get 11 rings Score! Bill Russel! Score! Bill Russell! I ball hard, boy, you in some trouble Score! Bill Russell! Score! Bill Russell! I'm 'bout to lead the league in trouble doubles (Verse 1) I'm not a hooper by no means, boy, but I do I my thing, boy Athletes and rappers we both got that dream, boy Going straight to the league, first draft to a top tier team Highlights on the TV on the screen, the hall of a F-A-M-E Yeah, same thing different scheme you run suicides I do my rhymes You wear cleats I tear beats you eat right Ion't sleep nights Black men of the same type in the same struggle in the same fight We'd probably reach the same heights if you and me could change lives Real nigga I'm 'bout this in my flow you'd drown, bitch I want rings on my fist so many I can't count it Bill Russell from my town excuses Ion't know now He did what he did for me, kid, it goes down Hot beats I chose now Deezy got those fireballs Fuck it, man, I gotta ball the bench don't see my ass at all All the above for the love, my motive: to be the coldest Ya'll should know this I'm not chosen I took my skills and honed it (Chorus) (Verse 2) I'm not a hooper by no means, boy, but I do my thing, boy Ion't follow sports don't even have a favorite team, boy Time is just so vital I can only finals or the playoffs on my day-off Then I'm to writing soon's the game off from the beats it's hard to stay off Especially when you're hungry when the clothes you're wearing are bummy When your living space is crummy tuna and ramen is in your tummy Everyone on T.V. stunting makes you either just do nothing Or find some way to get shit bubbling I chose the last part not the fast part Now I'm on track to owning Nascar ll in your grind and if you have heart To say if you get what you ask for I ain't out slappin' backboards I'm shooting threes mo' Not trying to hustle backwards I want my cheese hoe Eyes on my goals putting it in my soul Hard in paint I go my jersey will b in sto's Playing like I'm pro like I signed my deal Like my dream is real like that title game is near (Chorus) (Verse 3) I'm a champion player I should get draft to the Lakers I got the stands full of haters I'm making plans on the paper How I hustle is major my mixtape full of flavor Don't try to guard me I'll shake ya tell ya ankles I'll break ya I'm And-1 with this, son, go and ask commentators Skip Bayless can't hate this, man, I'm on like Lebron I'm more quickness and agile not much muscle and brawn How I speed with Blackberry keys, man, it's just wrong Probably finish a song when they finish a quarter I'm the coach of my order fuck what Phil Jack does for ya I got the heart of a warrior on the court I'll destroy ya Let's get out a shootout I'll go on defense for ya I'm that confident in how I play this ain't NCAA I last that eight extra minutes in this NBA Fuck a O.T. you know me; clutch player T-O-P Bill Russel: I want 11 rings

"For the Town" (Intro) Ok put me in and let me roll I bet they say I'm ice cold Them other rappers nice, bro, but they ain't touchin' my flow It's go hard or go home and I ain't in my zip code Though I ain't there you should know I do it for my town (Chorus) Every time I come around, man, I'm reppin for the town Told 'em if I get the crown I'll never let you down So the only goal now is to make 'em all proud I always hold 'em down I do it for the town I said I do it for my town Yeah, I do it for my town I do it for my town And I'll always hold em down Why? 'cause I do it for my town (Verse 1) Just a country kid who wants a label's money bid I want it big because I know deserve every cent My swag and how I split defies any comparison Your girlfriend's compliments helps me know that I'm different Get the hint I'm too slick style on point toothpick On the mic I'm ruthless for my city I do this Fuck if a DJ choose this the streets approve this Boy, this is more than music CMG is a movement Got yo' bitch rockin' Noillib Pot like it was Baby Phat No crewneck I bet my name's on the sweatpants on the back Everybody knows I rap but if they don't know my tracks When The Classic drops niggas gonna think Boosie's back 'Cause I'mma set it off goin' hard never soft Blow me off you're missin out on history your loss Finally paid Deezy off now it's time to take off Cover's done by Marwan Monroe's gone love this one (Chorus) (Verse 2) Second verse it's a hearse for you niggas I'm at work its must that I'm stackin' up my figgas I got merch and CDs that are making me get richer Ain't the first but damnit my hustle is so much iller All of my raps be killer not a line in 'em be filler Yo' girl can recite 'em quicker than I can unzip my zipper I'm a businessman to niggas and crackas call me mister And what makes it more sicker it's for my city's big picture I'm a boss no Ross can't buy Rozay Just yet but no fret I got a case of Andre How I put on my city I feel like Jay Bringing Monroe more fame than a Mocassins' game Put the title by me quickly new mayor of the city And all the niggas that I came up with will come up with me It's in the water like 50 to breed Gs like Top 'Cause every Monroe nigga I know feels the shit I drop (Chorus) (Verse 3) What's the word you ain't heard I'm the best rapper from there I dare anyone to go there and say I that I don't own there Really, man, it's no fair for the next up-and-comers 'Cause for the next 10 summers I plan to put up them numbers The truth I aint no stunter in the booth I'll stun ya On the stage I'll son ya and my bank got more commas Rappers don't want no drama ya girl ain't worth it After I have her slurpin' you'll never kiss on purpose Haa... What up north, south, east, and westside When I rhyme I keep in mind you guys all of the time It's for the city I grind and put my life on the line So when I shine we'll shine like the sun in the sky Just be patient I'm pacing my elevation to greatness Niggas hatin' they're waiting for me to fail and to break in So I'm taking precaution going as hard as often needed For succeeding in this game before I'm leavin Repeat it (Chorus)

"In My Own Lane" (Intro) Yeah, pussy nigga, be yourself Keep copying someone else Always end up on the shelf Niggas wanna rock what's hot whether they like it or not Tryna be the next man you won't get what he got Off top just do you fuck with who you want to Wear what you wanna wear, nigga, just be comfortable When you do it's wonderful let it be begin 'Cause I'm doin' me on ten fuck with me for the win (Chorus) I ain't worried 'bout ya'll, man, I'm in my own lane Got my way of getting money now I'm getting to the change Ion't see no one else like in the club wearing shades I'm focused on me and you should do the same Man, I'm in my own lane and I'm doing own my thing Man, I'm in my own lane and I'm doing own my thing Man, I'm in my own lane and I'm doing own my thing Man, I'm in my own lane and you should do the same (Verse 1) Imitation ain't flattery it's an assault and battery On making originality part of your personality Niggas think it's a fallacy being yourself better They'd rather jock whoever to get the next man's cheddar If I ain't know no better I'd think everyone was Weezy So many new dude saying Suwoo thanks a lot to T.V. You niggas never see me being anyone but T.B. It's so easy, nigga, really I just do what the fuck I'm feeling My swag up to the ceiling I don't need new clothes to feel me I don't hustle to be sportin' Jordans when that shit is unimportant Bitch, I'm hot yeah I'm scorching wearing what I always wear Raiders hat, Air Forces two years I've had the pair Thick locks in my hair bigger than your average Fresh twist hardly there I'm looking like a savage I hustle selling CDs out'a jewel case packets Made 200 in two days I'm getting cash, bastards (Chorus) (Verse 2) Hop off his dick, boy, that makes me sick, boy When cats in this and don't find their own niche, boy Get your own shit, boy Be an O.G. and not a C-O-P-Y that's not fly A one of a kind is worth more all the time Than a dozen of dimes that fall in the same line Nigga, you will shine long as you stay true Just watch what you do then watch the rest watch you Each real dude will make news when through payin' dues Fakes do too but they don't last long on the tube Stay down on the ground ten toes in ya shoes Put in work don't be a jerk these are the rules Everything'll be smooth just hustle And when success comes please stay humble Stay positive stray away from trouble Memorize this rap and watch your money double CipherMusicGroup (Chorus) (Verse 3) Innovators are the greatest 'cause they didn't take shit To lead them to greatness they just got creative Everyone will claim this like they've been unique for ages If that's the case then everyone at NASA made the spaceship Nigga, that's that fake shit that you're sayings your own Let's hear you we don't need another Jay-Z clone My skills were honed at my home since fourteen years old It wasn't given or shown I planted the seed its grown Yeah.. Hungry to own.. But I'm not biting I'm writing and reciting telling my life in the rhyming I hate it when dudes say they're grinding but not getting money Hustling to me ain't funny I'm out there when it's not sunny Getting all the cash selling CDs hand to hand That's economics,man, supply and demand I'm a self a made man putting truth in these jams What u know? T-O-P stackin' dough I'm getting money, bro (Chorus)

"Pelican State Poverty" (Verse 1) Bruh, I gotta tell the truth since a youth I been in the Boot Born in Alabama but I moved ok I always had roof, bellyful of food, and I stayed in school But that's a rarity in my state ok 'Cause all my friends I can name grew up on section 8 And EBT put food on their plates ok I may have never scrape but a lot of them can't Say skippin' dinner wasn't commonplace ok Shit they probably wouldn't ate if it weren't for the state Or school lunch wasn't served every day ok Their parents weren't in one place family in bad shape Shit some were even wards of the state ok Good kids how I saw 'em but in school they had problems Getting paddled by the teacher just for talkin' ok This environment they're brought in is what I'm now calling Growing up in poverty in the pelican state (Chorus) Look out my window and all I see yo Is all these people living so po' Our lives get worse the rich get mo' This is America but we ain't equal Bruh I gotta tell it like it is from what I see Bruh I gotta tell it like it is from what I see Bruh I gotta tell it like it is from what I see This is Pelican State Poverty (Verse 2) Bruh, I gotta tell the truth the poorest state is the Boot We average 20 stacks each as a group ok Nobody has more youth up in jails than us too Google the stats if you want to dispute ok Our murder rates are the highest N.O. and B.R. supply it Guns so cheap anyone can buy it ok White and black are divided court system one sided They'll deny it but racism is inside it ok There are more babies dying after they're born in this region For no reason than good care they're not receiving ok There's a slew of colleges but graduates aren't following If they do pretty soon they're leaving ok No jobs for the people only Wal-Mart and casinos We ain't touching hundreds barely seeing singles ok They wanna drill more off shore they say jobs it'll make But that's fake; Poverty in the Pelican State (Chorus) (Verse 3) Huey Long did us wrong with Katrina and Rita And BP didn't care about us either ok Our politicians been corrupt for generations on up And don't even get me started on FEMA ok I ride round my city seeing cribs that are unfitting For anyone to be living it's a pity ok We're in the richest nation living like Haitians And Angola's our new plantantion ok And it's not just black people facing these evils These poor whites are in the same plight ok Fuck melatonin it's 'bout how much dough you roll in That determines where you're gonna be in life ok In the bayou I reside dude tell the prez to ride through I'll show him what's hood when he slide through ok Instead of buying bombs to cause people harm Why don't he kill Pelican State poverty gone?

"Crabs in the Bucket" (Intro) No matter how far you climb up There's someone wants you down It be the same cats you work so hard To make 'em proud Like Bun B said it be the ones from ya town That you knew when you strugglin' They change all of the sudden to (Chorus) 2x Crabs in the bucket crabs in the bucket Soon as I start stuntin', man They want me back with nothin', man Crabs in the bucket crabs in the bucket Throwing dirt on me in public When my name in the discussion (Verse 1) Ok success breeds envy like VW makes Bentleys Haters won't act friendly until every pocket empty I'm saddened to no ending 'Cause the same people I was tryna make proud Want to darken my cloud Gravity should be the only thing that's pullin' me down But friends and even family are apart of the crowd Tugging on my feet hoping for defeat Of everything I seek For no other reason I think than me reaching this peak Sheesh... Deezy on the beat gives me all the freedom to speak About these naysayers hatin' players gettin' paper I'm tryna do good why you wishin' me bad? I'm feelin' like a slob how I have hate for these crabs, man I started out with a pen, pad, lotta heart No one believed from the start so I'm used to that part But I atleast thought when I got successful It wouldn't be so stressful boy I tell you (Chorus) (Verse 2) Put some crabs in one big bucket, cousin, watch what they'll do When one tries to climb through it's pulled back by the crew Atleast one or two the crazy part 'bout this, dude All the crabs that are trapped 'bout to be boiled into stew So instead of help escaping they're just hating and waiting Like they're sayin' "If I die we're dying in this situation" Sitting patient... for their final destination The one trying to claw out has two claws pulling him south Let me think out loud don't this sound familiar The people near ya you hold dearer Got a hand in tryna kill ya? You reach for something higher while they prepare for the fire So goals you desire make 'em start to conspire I'm hearin through the wire like Kanye grill Cats who don't want me with the deal smile in my grill Got to the point I can't tell the fake from real But I feel claws gripping on my heels still (Chorus) (Verse 3) This how they act at the bottom of the map They wanna pull you back When you start to stack like a Pringles pack yeah it's wack Rappers from monroe are prone to have never blown 'Cause ain't no help from home if you really want to get on Some niggas on the radio they got a couple songs Them dance hits; club shits, really that's it Try somethin' different you won't get a soul to listen 'Cept ya mama'n'em and prolly then they'll be tellin' you ditch it But I ain't switch it like Pops used a stick when whippin' I play my cards right now I'm in the limelight position Those crabs claws snippin' at my toes hissin' and wishin' That I fall to their position Haa keep dreamin' While you're boilin' in the stew I'll be out on the move doing what I do to be the crab to escape So ya'll can end your life as food or however you'll be used But one day you'll see me on the tube as the king of the state Top

"Run 'n Tell That" (Chorus) (Verse 1) My nigga I don't speak that G shit because I know this secret 100 is when you keep it honest with who you be, bitch These new cats don't peep this they're quit to repeat shit They hear from their peers just rephrasing up the sequence Nigga, you ain't popped clips, hit licks, seen bricks Before Jeezy you thought traps caught mice with cheese bits 'Fore 50 you thought cracks were just in cement Before a rap sheet, man, you wanted on the dean's list Who would've foreseen this you'd make the switch From Johnny B Good to Mr. Slurrin' Up-His English On what purpose? For what purpose? So it'd service your street cred' that can't stand on its legs? You made this new life you lead created all in your head You were poppin' lead since ten left many men dead You believe in your pretend but you can't fool them Real Gs you might offend then they'll come for ya head, yeah (Chorus) (Verse 2) Real eyes realize real lies and you guys Are looking untrustworthy when I spy Oh my! Can't help but ask why anyone'd ever try To act like wolves in our eyes when they're sheep in disguise Makes nada sense in my mind why you'd think it would fly Like caterpillars in cocoons who don't become butterflies Man, be true to your inside and it'll be a smooth ride Nigga, what you got to hide? In your flaws take pride Can't be hard all the time, damnit... Cialis Gs got a soft sides too, damnit... Mattress Keep rap real don't be an actor or actress Finding your voice takes talent, patience, and practice And please don't try to balance an image with the real you Just let the people feel you the moment they reveal you You may believe your pretend you can't fool them Real Gs you might offend then they'll come for ya head, Yeah (Chorus) (Verse 3) Ok, I got raps on raps on raps putting out my life on tracks Autobiography on wax so everything I say is fact Not a studio gangsta, video thug, fake blood, fake cuz Hipster, skateboader, stoner, none of the above I'm me, man, got my lane I don't need to change I'll remain and maintain long as I do my thing Fuck tryna gangbang CMG what I claim Prison is the White Man's chess don't wanna play that game I'm tryna get some nice chains, nice cribs, nice planes Clothes with my brand names movie parts that I'll play Word, nowadays, gangsta rappers don't get those things You better off where you stay sellin ye', ok If that's your M.O. if it ain't, homie, hell no Don't put it in your demo you rep more red than Elmo You wholesale the kilos you cookin' up the elbows If so be ready to say hello to a halo

"Shooter" (Chorus) Top Billion: She a shooter 'cause she killin' everyone here (One here) And the gear she rockin' don't come out 'til next year (Next year) She the baddest girl around shootin' everybody down In the club like pow pow pow (Brrrat!) Shay Briggs: I'm a shooter 'cause I'm killin' everyone here And the gear I'm rockin' don't come out 'til next year I'm the baddest thing around shootin' everybody down In the club like pow pow pow (Brrrat!) (Verse 1) What it do? You're super fine (boy, you're kinda cute) Well thank you I guess you knew I had a eye on you The way you move dropping and popping got me like ooo If I didn't holla mama I'd be a motherfuckin' fool Yeah it's true I rap I do my thang in the stu' But fuck the booth tonight I wanna be where it's hype I heard this club was live my niggas were not lyin' Been in here five minutes time and these hoes been fine Guess that's why outside them ugly broads in line With them lame niggas with that middle of mall shine But I been on the grind you know hustling rhymes So when they seen me they immediately let me skip the whole line Soon as I got inside you were catching my eye How you were popping that thang and still looking so fly Saw you wink lil' mama what you drink lil' mama? What'd you think lil' mama I can't tell signs? Naw, I ain't clueless show me how you move it Back that thang on me like a reversed Buick I ain't gonna do shit I'mma catch the wall And let you twerk on my Sean Johns (Chorus) (Bridge) Walked up in the club shot everybody Call the cops there's a crime scene at the party She don't give a fuck she know she a hotty And I'mma have that bitch over everybody (Verse 2) Man I'm lookin' for that good-good from a bad bad Have her saying this good jug bomb: Baghdad I don't care nothin' 'bout your past or ya last man 'Less he had you poppin pussy on a handstand Woah lemme see u twerk work like a madman Would I be jerk if I say you got a fat ass? Baby you a flirt actin' hood but you high class You're NuNu your girlfriends give your ghetto pass I won't revoke it, girl, you're too smokin' Muy calienta bonita and you know it I'm not hiding or joking straight up I wanna stroke it True player I can catch it anywhere that you throw it You're the one that I've chosen I'm who you wanna choose Pimp game most lames don't know those rules In this club it's so hot hoes don't have shoes But Ms. Independent still lookin' good in those wedges After the party we're heading to a quieter setting Where she'll show me how she really work newborn naked Lil' nigga forget it you think you're gettin' with her? Word? You thought you had her? I snatched your bird pow (Chorus)

"The Opposite Sex" (Verse 1) The opposite sex the opposite sex In my case I'm talking about the kind in heels with breasts Smooth soft skin curves in a skirt or dress Panties bras makeup garments made up of mesh I've had time to reflect when working for checks At Arden B "a women's clothing store?" yes Walking the deck of the floor ladies come in the store Some the finest I've seen before some no more than fours But what I've learned while I money earned Everything on her is made to make his head turn From her bust to her butt to extensions her perm Whole time she's fly is to catch eyes of guys Every slope you can scope will have you hypnotized If she's your kind in size that's how they're designed At the end of the line any dime that you find You lust after it's fine that's women's power on our minds (Chorus) The opposite sex the opposite sex Womens power over men is their control on sex The opposite sex the opposite sex What's stronger than allure of the butt or chest? The opposite sex the opposite sex Girls smarter than boys I'll agree with that guess The opposite sex the opposite sex But men who know the game got the best cards in the deck (Verse 2) Cut the confusion I believe in evolution Its got us what we're doing keeping us reproducing Programmed to be pursuing any bad bitch moving That's why men are dogs chasing cat it's fact That's why men cheat like that and go behind your behind back That's why men act like they can't keep their hands where they're at It's been put in us to nut and spread our seed as much So raising up above any of that stuff is tough Yup, genetic make-up a powerful thing The sex drive has brought down empires and kings Gave rise to queens changed people and things Hell, even think of the scene of Adam and Eve Women hold all the strings if you go off what you see But seeing ain't believing not now this evening Men can't go off their feelings when it's women they're dealing With gotta think with your wit and not your dick (Chorus) (Verse 3) Ladies have something that's real: sex appeal But if a man want not to be ruled he has to deal Keeping his mind clear not clouded by big rears Remembering as time goes her fineness disappears For every one man there's two chicks out here So they're replaceable like cheap studs for my ears You she the finest but dude remember what the time is Don't sweat gold you can't hold 'cause you can find a diamond Yeah, that's game chasing dames that's lame If you focus on your own thang they'll jock ur dingalang You don't wanna fuck them they wanna fuck you Only reason you holla is to help them see that through Don't be impressed by a big chest, nice dress Your quest is to think free without sex Women have pull yes but men have it best We get better with age not wither away aye The Opposite Sex

"Love Scarz" (Verse 1) I got a scar on my back that's probably with me for life And no the cut didn't come from a knife It's from the nails of the woman I refer to my wife Another mark of a passionate night I must did somethin' right See, maybe, baby, ya'll won't understand what I'm 'bout to write Cause ya'll don't know about our life so judge us you might But I got a scar on my knee on my leg to the right From carpet burn that I earned in one of our many fights On my mama's life I wish it was just verbal But it's never only verbal I never meant to hurt you See you're who I spoke to when Pops hit Momdukes Never thought I'd be ever saying sorry I choked you It still hurts your throat too when you swallow what you chew Like flicks past two hour I'm shocked we ain't through 'Cause this isn't new not time one or two Boo, our love scars have both of us bruised (Chorus) 2x We both saw stars! That's how we fell hard! We love so hard! With our whole hearts! But when the fights start! We land on glass shards! And now we stand here! With all these love scars! (Verse 2) I criticized Pops in my raps for giving Mama a slap And as soon I turn my back I go and do just that How can I look in mirrors and be good with who looks back? How cats put up with my self-righteous crap on tracks? Yeah, we scrap over the wildest childish things Breaking both of our things neighbors hearing our screams Tears flowing in streams both refusing to leave It gets crazy one time she maced me It burnt bad blazing I was partially blind I was 'bout to spray her too but she ran just in time Nevermind an iPod cord was the cause underline That fight alone let me find we're both borderline A few days we didn't talk passed each other when we walked But I missed her in my heart she did too no denyin' When I told her we should part that's when she started crying Realizing I need her she needs me so I quit tryin' We're happy love doves 'til we start fighting I treat her with honor 'til I put hands on her I don't know what makes me do it I want to be stronger But I still put all these love scars on her (Chorus) I got drunk and told Kerri I liked her She told Raven then almost told you After that I tried to fight her I confronted them you tried to break it 'fore it got higher Then I accidently pushed you through the glass table beside ya Glass shards everywhere you and me were very scared Arm was cut up but you ain't need a stitch up You disappeared with those sluts I was expecting a bunch of cops to come up But not one pig ever showed up Them hoes tellin' you stuff like he needs to be arrested He'll hurt you in a second and you told them shut up Now that's the realest shit I've seen in my life straight up A woman has her man's back no matter what no front Your scars have healed up yeah barely recognizable Mine are coming along though yours are more sizable Seems we're always getting new ones like they're recyclable Prolly 'cause the love that we make is so volatile Us being together forever more than probable I've got you in my skin like a tattoo was in Promise to not put hands on you ever again Our love scars have come to an end (Chorus)

"When You're Famous" (Intro) I'm on the boulevards I'm selling CD-Rs The backs of them scarred with 16 of my songs 5 bucks what I charge one hour six of 'em of gone My knot is getting large I'm out here going hard but (Chorus) 2x Man, I hate it when they say this 'Cause I don't know how to take it Putting all this pressure on me to make it (uh huh) What they saying? When you're famous What they saying? When you're famous What they saying? When you're famous Don't forget bout me! (Aye!) (Verse 1) I've been rapping seriously ever since 14 Nigga it's been my only dream to be the Hip-Hop king So I've done a whole lot of things tryna get on the scene At 15 Ronnie put me in "Down South" magazine Didn't know what it mean or much less who would see Hell a nigga didn't even get a copy of the thing See I just I knew I could rap at least I wanted to rap See back then I was wack I'm now accepting the fact But I wouldn't take back those early days with my tracks In high school selling CDs out of plastic case wraps Man, I'm having flashbacks memories flooding in Made stacks selling tapes right before lunch would end Had a song called "Fuck Ya Friend" sold it to a bunch of friends Much of them will say that's my best to this day Aye.. Those were my early days in tryna make it But even they would still say it don't forget me when famous (Chorus) (Verse 2) What you think I'mma do? Get amnesia out of the blue? To everyone say who you? To even my mama too? Buy myself a new crew? My old friendships are through Like "Sorry, Stew, but I need a yes-man in a suit" Convince myself that it's true I did it all by my lonely With no cronies or homies the ropes nobody showed Some guy said I was phony I said prove it, man, show me He said "Your head's obviously blowing! It's your brother it's Tony!" Ha.. These girls like remember me when you're celebrity Like telling me is getting in my memory indefinitely But I don't mind it especially when they break bread Helping put a roof over my bed will keep you in my head Yeah.. But when the day ends I don't depend On being famous as the end to my anguish This my life I won't change it on the pathway to make it I just don't like the pressure when they put that sentence together (Chorus) (Verse 3) I've never been the type to switch up in my life And become a person you don't like if previously we were tight That's not the reason I write that's not the reason I fight Just to be speaking on the mics It's for the people I earn stripes Everyone that put a dollar down on Top Billion Everyone I know that rides around to Top Billion Tellin' all ya friends to listen now to Top Billion I love it and it makes me proud as Top Billion Ya'll the people that I won't forget when the Devils cut the check I'm throwing ones on everyone every time in my set I put in blood, tears, and sweat just to arrive Ya'll the people inside who don't want me back outside I appreciate it so much I can't say it You're the greatest for tryna help a young nigga make it I still fuckin' hate it when you mothafuckas say it But you won't see me frustrated when you tell me get famous

"The Bayou Classic" (Chorus) If Ion't do nothing at all I'mma find a way to ball And I shine every year summer, winter, spring, and fall My prime is never passin' this is everlastin' I'll always be in the game, nigga, like the bayou Classic 5x Count on me like the bayou Classic 5x I'm from the bayou and this is a classic (Verse 1) Classic this is a classic If the rap game was a test then I passed it I got this shit mastered with no engineer I'm defying standards just having a career See it was never clear that I'd ever end here All of my peers said I could never catch ears But the passing years turned jeers into cheers Now it's queer 'cause those same haters are believers like "Yeah!" "I knew it!" no you didn't, stupid, You ain't fuck with my music when you thought it's useless Now the cash is foolish the whip is gone be coup-ish All of sudden I'm someone magically you're cool with Chill out... I'm seeing you're a liar just tryna climb higher But we'll always be rivals like Jags versus Tigers I'ma be a shiner and you gone have to be crier Not apart of my empire as I 'skerrrrt' on these tires (Chorus) (Verse 2) Classic call me a classist if it ain't timeless it don't touch my CD's plastic Ballin' like a Maverick call me Dirk Nowitizki Better yet I'm gettin' so far ahead where's Lewinksy I'm simply the best rapper from here what I've done in one year Made me shine so hard you'd think the sun's here Niggas know I run here and Ion't mean jogging 'Til Boosie is pardoned I'm the top-dawg talkin' Savage this The Bayou Classic Around Thanksgiving every year now they'll jam this Smart, man, I planned this marketing is madness But your girl lovin' the cover she diggin' my fashion I'm smashin' beats Deezy's passin', man, they're all jammin' And when done rappin' out each car we'll be blastin' I'mma hit the Superdome when the game happen And leave with some chicks from Southern and Grambling (Chorus) (Verse 3) Classic no disputing you're hating on my movement If you see what I'm doin' and keep actin' like you're clueless I make the best music my track record proves it And if not the baddest bitches think that's what the truth is My grind is too ruthless call me Eazy-E Sick swag you'd think I also have HIV Jags vouch for me and the Tigers that's my team I could wear both school colors no one'd say a thing 'Cause here I'm a king when I'm in boot, boy Proof, boy, love I get is real not decoy Flyer than Elroy Jetson yes, son I'm a living legend the South's secret weapon They'll be rememberin' my name long past When I'm under the grass or burnt into ash My impact'll last in the pan I'm not flash They'll atleast say that Bayou Classic jams (Chorus)