The Best

[Intro]

Life, I wonder

Will it take me under? I don't know

[Verse 1]

Fresh off tour, smellin' like Christian Dior

I'd be lyin' if I said I stepped off a G4

But now it's a G5, tryna stay live

Roll up the kush, man, time to get high

Yeah my last show in North Carolina

You should have seen all the women throwin' they vagina

Had me buggin' out

Shorty fainted, security came and drug her out

How many fingers I'm holdin' up, she couldn't count

Damn, I must be a star, women in fast cars

Street niggas vouch for me, K-Dot hard

Good lookin', my nigga, much love

Later that night, 40-40, night club

Flashin' lights gave my body a silhouette

Forty clips when it glided over my neck

I'm the shit, at least my persona says that

And go crazy when I tilt my hat, guess they love my style

[Chorus]

K-Dot, Top Dawg

God-given flow, open up Heaven door

The best

[Verse 2]

Walk in like Michael Jordan, sportin' whatever new

Porsches, vacay to any water like blue

Fortune for the house on the beach

Benihanas every week

Collect Prada and Gucci shoe

Smooth as Bruce Wayne when I do interviews (Uh)

Fans love it, they be glued to the tube (Uh)

Out public, my Diddy Bop make everybody stop

Shut down the whole mall when I shop (Wow)

I guess I really am somethin' to watch (Uh)

My body language cause chaos (Uh)

Role model to hang with

More drama than a soap op' when I walk down your block, they be anxious (To what, to what)

To take my picture

Snapshot, pinch myself, I'm that nigga

Believe it or not, my wealth is just an accessory

The reason why they really mess with me, because my style

[Chorus]

K-Dot, Top Dawg

God-given flow, open up Heaven door

The best

[Verse 3]

Fantasy island got me thinkin' beyond the Earth

Well, at least in my first and second verse (Uh)

'Cause in reality, my performance don't get a salary

Just a lot of respect and more rap casualties (Uh)

But what I do possess, money came by (What?)

My individuality defines who am I (Uh-huh)

I still tilt my hat without the paper

My Jordan walk still look like I beat the lakers (Haha)

I can't front, I got a sense of humor

All the pretty girls rumor (What?) about who I screwed sooner (Uh-huh)

Back in grade school, I was that dude

Fucked me up they didn't vote me Mr. Cool

But that didn't stop the God (Nah)

I still had the appeal to make Ms. Brae raise my test scores (Yeah)

So when the first verse really come true

Know that it's not a facade (Why?) because I been had style

[Chorus]

K-Dot, Top Dawg

God-given flow, open up Heaven door

The best