Top Shotta Rich The Kid (Ft. Jay Critch & Lil Tjay)

Murda on the beat so it's not nice

[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
Distrike my count and I been gettin' way too paid
Bad persons goin' up and young niggas still need a race
Nowadays I'm shinin' and that shit won't never fail
We just left the range, we still got that aim
'Member police doin' race, now we got that gwuap
Stayin' out the way, but my shooters doin' poppas
This niggas not ballin' we got everything on lock up
'Member back in school, had to pack up my locka

[Verse 2: Lil Tjay]
That's my second year in the thing, see me ballin' up
You say you my brother, stick beside me while we foldin' up
Stay true to myself, shit been business what I'm all about
I been gettin' bands, diamonds flawless, 'fore them coolin' out
All of a sudden bitches on my body 'cause I'm young and rich
Lotta niggas tryna come around me, 'cause them benefits
Lotta niggas talkin' on my name but I be sendin' hits
Lawyer fees good, fightin' cases, we ain't stressin' shit
I just flex because I'm paid, workin' like a slave
Reminiscin' times up in the trap, was up for days
Selling dimes at haze, thinkin' all these places
Mama can't believe I made it out, she still amazed