First 48 (Intro)

Right now, I just wanna say, thank you, thank you

For your downloads, your streams, your hard copies

Whatever means of purchase

Even if you bootlegged this joint, I appreciate you

We four projects in, a whole lot more to go

Thanks for all the support, riding out with your ****

Despite what you may think or what you may have heard

I am Top 5 Dead or Alive

Yeah, yo, everything is real, ain't nothing cozy

Fresher than a young ****, mind of an OG

Inhale, exhale, yeah, cherish every breath

Shining like I just came home but I never left

Most of them is loving me, some of the is hating me

Say, he's underrated, depending on who's rating me

I be destroying **** on tracks blatantly

Basically, I'm patiently waiting for a vacancy

It ain't hard to tell, they all scared to challenge 'em

Money, power, respect, I learned how to balance 'em

Watermelon over the pump, the hood silencer

Couple hunnid thousand a month's a good calendar

Yeah, they love to hear the don speak

That's because my dialogue ain't in arm's reach

Uh-uh, nah, I ain't with the cowardish

First the skinny jeans, now they wearing blouses

Don't ever confuse wireless for powerless

A nice red wine haze and a sour mix

I'm in the trap with a Blicky

Cigarettes, pills, and the sticky, if you need something, hit me

When it's popping, I breeze quickly

To your doorstep if you're copping at least fifty

Never mix my feelings with my dealings

I'm house shopping for wood floors, high ceilings

Two hunnid or more on the dash if I'm wheeling

Really, these **** just mad 'cause I'm chilling

Face on the master's, mother of pearl

I maintain 'cause I dominated the underworld

If you're sick to your stomach, that mean you wanna earl

The moon and the stars'll tell you that son is thorough

I'm getting better every week

And I don't talk too much, the longevity will speak

They ain't selling you nothing, you think it's better 'cause it's cheap

With the push of a button, I'll get you wet up in the street

It's never been even, I'm one of the best breathing

The Red Shirts might be ready by next season

The spread's too high is nothing, I just tease 'em

More celebrating this year and less grieving

But I'm always down for a funeral

For **** hating while I'm tryna do my numerals

Screw faces, side glances

Six shooter, headshots, five chances

Twenty-five large on five dances

As you can see, I'm fascinated with the finances

Nah, he don't play

And he'll forever be Top 5 DOA, ****

I am Top 5 Dead or Alive