Mary J. Blige, Fivio Foreign and Cool & Dre - On Top

(Cool N Dre)
This is (woo)
(Woo)

I've been busy just keeping my mind
On love, on peace
I've finished the job that I started
On God, on me, I'm giving my hardest
Remember nights alone
Couldn't see right from wrong
Now I'm back and I'm better (blah)
Big step in Margiela's (woo)
Buss down sky dweller (woo)
My time a little better
Who run it? Career the longest
I want it, I own it, new deals, big money
Be honest, who better?
New whips, blue leather
You know I got the plan
And the motive, it's whatever

Bet on me, why not?
Don't act like I never left on top (no)
And now it's time to give you more, back in the door
You need to bet on me, why not?
You know the game really needs love (where's the love?)
I came to come and lift 'em up (oh)
You know my people ain't forgot (yeah)
I'm right where I need to be (woo)
On top

Ayy, who run it? (Who run it?)
Who run it? (Who run it?)
Be honest (be honest)
One-hundred (one-hundred)
Ayy, who run it? (Who run it?)
Who run it? (Who run it?)
Be honest (be honest)
One-hundred (one-hundred)

Uh, shorty protected (shorty protected)
I'm watching TV, I saw her on Netflix
She want a demon and I was selected (woo yeah, look, huh)
All in my section, look, huh (all in my section)
This is my city, I'm giving aggression
None of my shooters is getting arrested (nah)
Who run it? (Huh) (who run it?)
Eight hundred (eight hundred), they buggin'
Dare a nigga come and say some (boaw)
None of my bitches gon' play dumb
I see a opp' nigga, I'ma break some
Most of these niggas ain't lay none
If I had to, I'll shoot on my day ones (boaw)
My lil' brother caught a body, ha (caught a body)
Boy be quiet
All that subbing get me tight (ha)
See they face and then he fire (boom, boom)
Huh, huh, just let me woo walk, huh (just let me woo walk)
Welcome to New York
A nigga die he come here tryna goof off, ah (woo)

Bet on me, why not?
Don't act like I never left on top (a nigga die he come here tryna goof off)
And now it's time to give you more, back in the door (woo)
You need to bet on me, why not? (Why not?)
You know the game really needs love (where's the love?)
I came to come and lift 'em up (lift 'em up)
You know my people ain't forgot (ain't forgot)
I'm right where I need to be
On top

Ayy, who run it? (Who run it?)
Who run it? (Who run it?)
Be honest (be honest)
One-hundred (one-hundred)
Ayy, who run it? (Who run it?)
Who run it? (Who run it?)
Be honest (be honest)
One-hundred (one-hundred)

Written by:
Alexander Hart, Andre Christopher Lyon, Jamie Hurton, Jocelyn Donald, Marcello Valenzano, Mary J. Blige, Shawn Hibbler, Thomas Bell

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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