smd

Came up from the bottom, now the top's where I sit, Notti got the glow, but you ain't ready for this hit, Sugar Hill, we move, never playin' with a snitch, Ddot in the cut, rollin' heavy, that’s the script. Osama in the shadows, plotting moves, making flips, Smokin' on Lotti, got the fire in my grip, Talkin' all that talk, but you ain't really with the clique, Notti passed, but your silence just a flick, it’s sick. Watch me elevate, levitate, never hesitate, On this grind, we shine, while you sit and contemplate, Flexin' on the haters, yeah, we livin' for the fate, In the city lights, every night, we illuminate. Dollars on my mind, while you petty with the tricks, Countin' all these blessings, ain't got time for petty picks, Notti in the air, feel the vibe, we electrify, Sugar Hill, we chill, let the real ones testify.