PJ - On Top of My Game lyrics

[PJ] Mind on a Rover, shine when I wanna Girlies on my dick, cause I rhyme like Hova P busting, till my casket drop Ecstasy got me higher, than an astronaut Going hard like Carmelo, or maybe Lebron Flipping crack, like a cheerleader flip a baton I'm a Don, my lyrics leave you dazed and stunned n***as thought that I was finished, but I just begun Taking trips in my jet, in my private plane And I got more enemies, than Saddam Hussein Boss Hogg Outlawz, yo we running the game Try to stop my committee, put a hole in your brain Federalies wanna see a n***a, locked in chains Got some k**as on my team, that'll pop them thangs Most n***as lame, and think with they dicks Any b**h I f** with, gotta have benefits My hoes break tricks, and bring it back to me Know you s**ers gon hate, but I still remain G Your team move grahams, my team move tons My team count G's, your team count ones No time for sleep, I'm in a hustler zone You wanna plot with them stones, I got a million dollar phone All on my own, it's me against the world It's a must I provide food, for my baby girl Hypnotic got me calling Earl, I'm throwing up Yeah my P.O. she a trip, got me pissing in a cup Me broke n***a what, I f** with made n***as Street smart wise guys, them know how to save n***as I scribble on my sheet, to the very last line Like 8-Ball and G, pimping my own rhyme Watch me put it down, my lyrics gon touch ya PJ b**h, the motherf**ing rap hustler [Hook - 2x] PJ, in the do' Got my mind on my money, I ain't playing no mo' PJ in the do', Boss Hogg is the click I claim n***as listen to the sh** I bring, I'm on top of my game [PJ] Spit lyrics, that'll burn the mic If this rap sh** was crack, it'll burn your pipe Every line that I spit, yo I word it right You lil' boys still rookies, better earn some stripes f** stars and dykes, Puerto Ricans and whites Black hoes too stupid, wanna fuss and fight Like Tina and Ike, b**h I'm running the show If your a** don't like it, get your sh** and go Let a hoe be a hoe, I ain't losing no sleep I'm trying to get rich, f** playing with a freak You n***as too weak, wanna cuff and chase em Like Jay-Z, PJ replace em Numbers erase em, on my god damn phone I done gave you some dick b**h, now leave me alone Once again it's on, I'm bout to step out the booth PJ the rap hustler, hell yeah I'm the truth