Meek Mill - Top Lookin' Down lyrics

[Verse 1] I Leave Nothing On The Table Ima Greet A n***a Shout My Young Bull Word To My Philly n***as My New Young b**h Said She Be f**ing Ball Players You See Me 'Round Some n***as Know They All Real Club Lit, Club Lit Stevie J Breaks The Record Back Kids Tripping this Dope (Trip) Where The f** My Banger At Stevie J Dropped OOUU OOUU Why The f** Can He Think Of That [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus: Meek Mill & Yo Gotti] Real n***as at the top Fake n***as at the bottom And if you bring them p**y n***as up with you Better leave 'em where you go 'em Top lookin' down, Top lookin' down Real n***as at the top Fake n***as at the bottom And if you bring them p**y n***as up with you Better leave 'em where you go 'em Top lookin' down, Top lookin' down [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Yeah, came through for the payback Pulled up in a Maybach Bought the dawgs [??] wraith back Wrist rockin' like A$AP Bought the b**h a li' Burgundy back, that's my paper, let her taste that Plain jane, that's thirty cash, [??] bust down we ain't palyin' that n***a we lit, I’m in MIA Thats your b**h, knock her down she in my way (yea yeah) Take a pic, she gon’ post it on her page (oh lord) Thats your b**h, tell your ho to close her legs (oh boy) Count that paper with my eyes closed Caught me with that b**h and she went viral Threw that p**y at me like a spiral Caught it like Odell Beckham young rich n***a they can't check ‘em on one [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus: Meek Mill & Yo Gotti] Real n***as at the top Fake n***as at the bottom And if you bring them p**y n***as up with you Better leave 'em where you go 'em Top lookin' down, Top lookin' down Real n***as at the top Fake n***as at the bottom And if you bring them p**y n***as up with you Better leave 'em where you go 'em Top lookin' down, Top lookin' down