Top Down (feat. SG Urban) Video (MV)

You can catch me with my
Top down
And my
Fist up
With my
Top down
And my
Fist up
Rolling with my
Top down
And my
Fist up
With my
Top down
And my
Fist up
Hands up
Don't shoot
They coming for my neck
So I'm coming for they loot
We can't get respect
Somebody bout ta catch a boot
My record ain't got a spec
Still lit up my rearview
If all lives matter
Show me that it's true
Cameras catching proof
But they still won't prosecute
Don't know what else to do
Nothing left to prove
We gotta break the rules
They were made for us to lose
We kneel on the field
And they kneel on our neck
Anything so they feel
Like they're cracking a whip
But you won't catch me slippin'
Focused on the mission
So When you see me whippin'
You can catch me with my
Top down
And my
Fist up
With my
Top down
And my
Fist up
Rolling with my
Top down
And my
Fist up
With my
Top down
And my
Fist up
And this is only the beginning
Too much anger and hate keep on blurring my vision
My intuition telling me that we gotta get it
My ambition will have a crooked cop in submission
I take a lick and it keep on ticking
That's no kidding
It's time to get it as you can see I'm so independent
Nonsense
I'm about to leave them unconscious
I'm about to take all of his chains and his watches
Shoes and his socks and
Badge number with the glock cocked and
Hit him with the Billie club
Bopped him
Oh no
Snuff him with a sumo
Leave him in the who knows
Bruises on his temple
Dripping from the fleeko
Put me knee up in a pig back so he can't speak no
Fist in the air
Power to my people
You can catch me with my
Top down
And my
Fist up
With my
Top down
And my
Fist up
Rolling with my
Top down
And my
Fist up
With my
Top down
You can
You can
You can catch me with my
Top down
And my
Fist up
With my
Top down
And my
Fist up
Rolling with my
Top down
And my
Fist up
With my
Top down
And my
Fist up