No Seats at the Top

[Intro]
(Nigga)
Nigga

[Verse 1]
This ain't nothin' that you seen about, heard about, read about
To win, niggas gonna take whatever route
I be killin' niggas, go on; bring them letters out
DEA, CSI, Federals
EDiSGang—Every Day is Saturday
My real life, nigga, like a matinee
Cabaret, nigga, I don't fabricate
My average day: I add another accolade
Yeah, niggas always aimin' for the crown though
Thinking they can get it free like a download
You don't see me in the hood, I'm around though
Everybody fuck with me like the town hoe
Pause that, nigga's takin' shots and all that
That's bound to backfire like ya pound broke
I stay with real ass niggas and some down hoes
Finna come up when the sun up from the ground floor

[Pre-Chorus]
It ain't no seats at the top, nigga—no seats at the top
No time to relax or to bask in the glory 'cause your spots gettin' chased by the cream of the crop

No seats at the top, nigga—it ain't no seats at the top
No time relax or to bask in the glory 'cause your spots gettin' chased by the cream of the crop

[Chorus]
But I want that (I want that, I want that) I wanna be at the top
No time relax or to bask in the glory 'cause your spots gettin' chased by the cream of the crop

But I want that (I want that, I want that) I wanna be at the top
No time relax or to bask in the glory 'cause your spots bein' chased by the cream of the crop

No time to relax or to bask in the glory
'Cause your spot’s gettin' chased by by the cream of the crop
But I want that (I want that, I want that)
I wanna be at the top
No time to relax or to bask in the glory
'Cause your spot’s gettin' chased by by the cream of the crop

[Verse 2]
Niggas always talkin' stupid in them interviews
That's funny, I should make that shit an interlude
Man, the credit I deserve could fill a swimming pool
I don't mean to sound entitled, I'm just in the mood
My fiancé just stepped off the runway
I ain't worked a job in a month of Sundays
I suppose, I gotta give it up one day
But, for now—keep it jumpin' like a pump fake
Hold up, who you saw work harder than the boy, Trigga?
Got a reward for ya if ya name four niggas
I don't talk, I'd just rather bring the war to ya
I got ya coffin, they made it nice and warm for ya
Been at the bottom so long, the middle seemed far
Got here and felt like I need a green card
Niggas crabs in a barrel, but I break claws
So don't ask why I'll never take a day off

[Pre-Chorus]
It ain't no seats at the top, nigga—no seats at the top
No time to relax or to bask in the glory 'cause your spots gettin' chased by the cream of the crop

No seats at the top, nigga—it ain't no seats at the top
No time relax or to bask in the glory 'cause your spots gettin' chased by the cream of the crop

[Chorus]
But I want that (I want that, I want that) I wanna be at the top
No time relax or to bask in the glory 'cause your spots gettin' chased by the cream of the crop

But I want that (I want that, I want that) I wanna be at the top
No time relax or to bask in the glory 'cause your spots bein' chased by the cream of the crop

[Bridge]
You're fightin' to make it to a place that you're gonna have to fight just to stay at
Where nothing is sacred, niggas spill ya blood on the pavement just to nudge up their placement
Number three, number two to the one spot
Have you yellin', "Please don't shoot," when the gun cock
Then you hear the gun pop then another gun cock then another gun pop
'Cause the one behind you thunk just like you
The one beside you become your rival
First thing number two wants is one's demise
Last thing number two wants is one's survival
The one behind you thunk just like you
The one beside you become your rival
First thing number two wants is one's demise
Last thing number two wants is one's survival

[Outro]
No seats at the top, nigga

[Produced by Traxx Trigga]