Crown Me

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Player Fly said, "Niggas ask me if I ever reach the top, would I forget about them? "

So I ask you niggas, if I don't reach the top, would y'all forget about me?

Hey.

It been so many times I played it safe, but it ain't safe to play.

Start working on my craft, this who I am, I take it day to day.

Picture me a tiger or a bear, I'm tryna break the cage.

Can't think outside the box, the way it's set up, your feet don't leave the pave.

Told me about the sneak dissing and shit these niggas do on page. Certified grave but somebody paid him, shot up for the neighbor.

You can't walk a mile in these new trainers, Louis V had made it.

We was in the drought on the way out, Gucci Mane had saved me.

I really don't believe in much, never could believe in luck. We was tryna feed the streets, ain't too many believe in us.

So ho, we ain't give a fuck, I was tryna make a buck.

Used to have to stay with Buck just to run my paper up. Now I'm out on TV, on pay-per-view, gotta pay for us.

All my diamonds VV, you see me, it look like Jacob Cutta.

Been a solid nigga forever, so niggas hate to love me.

Never had big homies or nothing, so ain't no rank above me. Bitch, I'm still the same me, circle boy, a down creep.

Ask Wop how they found me, promise I was drowning. I don't fuck with too many, ain't too many around me.

Feeling like I'm Fly, can't even lie, they should be crowning me.

These niggas should be crowning me. All of 'em be crowning me.

Nigga should be crowning me. Had me downin' me, should be crowning me. A-a-and keep that shit the same way.

Go off what your gang say.

If it's your time to leave, it ain't no right place or no wrong place. The money made me greedy, but don't take that shit the wrong way.

Mo' money, mo' choppers or whatever that that song say.

Hold on, let this song play, I'm speaking on my life.

And I'm knowing that I'm famous, but hate cameras and the lights.

And I don't post up on the 'Gram 'cause I ain't fucked up 'bout no likes. And I can put this shit on daily and I don't care about no price.

They ain't even know what happened, they wouldn't have made it through that night.

If I'm just being honest, I was Fly way before the flights.

I was him before the ice, Big Wop before the mic.

And it don't make you a killer 'cause you outside with a pipe. 'Cause if shit go down the drain, you gotta bust that ho tonight.

And that mop might save your life, they selling dreams, you pay the price.

Tell me you can smell me right. And if all dogs go to heaven, will I make it to the light?

I don't know.

Big Wop, though.