Top Of The World
Refu-G Lyrics

Problem less, chronic blunt, no stress
I have no problems, just enjoying my smoke without any worries

I confess to the sins within the
I acknowledge the mistakes I've made in the past

Days I lived as a youngster
Reminiscing about my youthful days

On these ghetto streets, I packed my heat
I carried a gun when living in the rough neighborhood

We played for keeps
We played hard to win and risked everything

In the ghetto, netto, got a dime
In the poor part of the city, we had fun Barbecues with 10-cent coins to play music through the singers

Of those barbeques with holes
The music would have tiny gaps or holes, but we still enjoyed it

Phat fades and dookie braids
We wore trendy hairstyles in the past

Those were the days
Those times were unforgettable

Battling on the dancefloor
Engaging in dance battles

We've got Bacardi and more weed if you
We had Bacardi and plenty of marijuana for those who wanted to take part

Need to get punked up for backspin
If you need to feel energized for breakdance

Now, mic's I'm snatching for ransom
I'm taking over the microphone with my rhymes

Handsome than a mother
I'm confident and looking good

Smooth but a rough groove, no problems
My style is smooth and cool but still has an edge, no issues

Nothing to lose
I have nothing to lose by sharing my words with the world

Still I abuse lyrical substances to
I still use words in an addictive way to create my art

Create lyrics for 'Cat's tracks
I collaborate with Cat to make music together

Listen to this phat 'Cat shit
Listen to this great music produced by Cat

A new Skit'so release
A new release of my music

Oh, what a relief it is to
What a relief it is to be known for my music career

Be in show business of my own
I'm in the entertainment business on my terms now

Ripping microphones
I'm dominating the microphone when I perform

Don't jock this shit until I'm through
Don't try to copy or mimic me until I finish performing

And when I'm through
When I'm finished performing my music

I be polite and pass the blunt to who?
I'll politely offer my marijuana to someone when I'm done smoking

To who? The world, nigga, the world
I'll offer my marijuana to everyone, the whole world

This is how it feels to be on top
Being successful feels amazing

Damn it feels good to see people up on it
It's rewarding to see others enjoying my success

I used to be a schizophrenic
I used to suffer from a mental health disorder

Went through fit's of panic
I went through sudden episodes of extreme anxiety

A manic depressant adolescent peasant
I suffered from severe depression as a young person

But in the present
Nowadays

I am never hesitant of rappers
I'm never scared of other rappers

And It's evident this ghetto started shining
The poor neighborhood where I grew up has become successful now

Been a star way before Pat Benatar, baby
I've been successful in my own way before popular musicians like Pat Benatar

It's all about climbing
The key to success is to keep working hard and climbing up the ladder

The niggas is doing crime and dirt
Some people in the ghetto are engaging in criminal activity

But I just rhyme and exert
But I'm channeling my energy into my music

All of my time into becoming a rap expert
I'm spending all my time becoming the best rapper I can be

All of my niggas know I
All my friends know that I

Been styling on the microphone
Have been showing my skills on the mic

Slowly letting you know the real deal
Gradually revealing the truth to my audience

Or I be styling on the microphone
Or I might just be freestyling on the mic

Still spills over the track
Still putting my soul into my music

Or I be styling, living this type of life
Or I might just be living my life and showing it through my music

Black
I'm black and proud

That's the way that I want it
I love my lifestyle and wouldn't change it

Flaunt it Every day
I enjoy showing off my success every day

Hey whatcha say?
What are you thinking about my lifestyle and success?

Maybe, baby, we can get together later
Maybe we can talk more about my success later

Or I be styling dropping rhymes like I was a commentator
I continue to drop rhymes with style like a commentator

Ayo can take me out with the
I'm not afraid of anyone, even the top rappers

No more pop-locking on the streets
I'm done with dancing on the streets

No more mixtapes
I'm not releasing any more mixtapes, I've moved beyond that level

No more "Would you please listen to my demo?"
I don't need to ask people to listen to my music anymore because it is so popular now

Just straight on top of the world
Now I'm just on top of the world, enjoying my success.