[Verse 1: Rome Supreme]
You can catch me with the god Live
Spittin' the illest shit to ever hit your iPod
And the cultures I got
That's why I'm eating to live
That's why I'm never eating pot pies
And my mentality is top five
So I ain't stopping for that ho over there cause she not mine
And I ain't got time
When I'm ridin' through the block
Got the pedal to the metal at the stop sign
I been ready for whatever since Pac died
Had ambitions as a rider with my Glock-9
I like my women like my water boy I pop dimes
Ph at least nine, point five to the face when I bust lines
So dope you think it's rock when I rock mine
And it's not fried
When you talk about the dishes on my table I got
Vixens in the kitchen gripping on my ladle
At twenty-one had killers on the payroll
Plus I love when Spanish women give me besos
I give them pesos, fuck you think I came fo'
And more tears be the vision for the label

[Hook
Top of the food chain (x4)