Brandy, Dark Child
Mase get Harlem
On the rise
Come on, come on,
Come on, come on,
Come on
I went from
Hellions into
Mini mansions
The girls in Aruba
Doing belly dancin'
Spent half of
My advance on
Jars from Branson
To make it through
My circumstances
But you know
I'm wiser now
Move like Tarzan now
Got a butter soft cover
Just to hide my pound
Got a house
In the valley
Come and
Find me now
Got enough dough
To buy the town
So, I might give a six
To my chick
Benz to my mom
Crib so big
It look like
The center gone
Give her a couch
Just to spill
Henney on
And been a don
Since lotto's
And Benetton
Some people think
That I'm not
The same girl
They say I think
That I'm in
My own world
What makes them
Think that
I have changed, yeah
A little dough
Cannot erase
My problems
Me, like you
I have to try
And solve them
Else everything
Is quite the same
I'm just tryin' to be me
Doin' what I got to do
Some people think
That I'm just sittin'
On top the world
I'm just tryin'
To be me
Provin' what
I got to prove
Some people think
That I'm just
Sittin' on top
The world
Sittin on top
Of the world
Sittin on top
Of the world
Sittin on top
Of the world
Top of the world
Top of the world
Top of the world
Sittin on top
Of the world
Top of the world
Top of the world
Top of the world
I wonder why
It's often said
That my life's
A fairy tale
And everything
Is so right
I wish that you
Could know
The truth, yeah
My life is real
So, please don't
Get it twisted
My problem's same
And gotta be
Dealt with
These are the things
I wish you knew, oh
Always in
Someone's eyes
So many
Questions why
How is it to be
Down with me,
With me?
Afraid to express myself
Always me
And someone else
I need to be free
But, it's not that easy
I'm just tryin'
To be me
Doin' what I
Got to do
Some people think
That I'm just
Sittin' on top
The world
I'm just tryin'
To be me
Provin' what
I got to prove
Some people think
That I'm just
Sittin' on top
The world
Sittin on top
Of the world
Don't understand why
People think
I don't have friends
Who knew me
Back when
This was my dream
Nothin' has changed
I still do
The same things
Yo, we can cut
The truckin' short
If it ain't about cake
I'm sittin on top
I want a house
On the lake
I'm that
Snotty nosed cat
Wit a new BM
If you mess wit Brandy,
I got to bruise
Your chin
I be with Puff
The girls be like
Who's your friend?
If I hit a chick once
She probably
Move me in
So, you gotta
Tell me right now
Either you're wit
The cats
Who make the hits
Or the one
That see the chips
(Slow down Mase)
(You're killin' me)
But don't stop it
What's the use
Of buyin' a way
If I'm-a have to
Chop it
I used ta love
The lady till
I learned her logic
She only mess wit
Mase, no, the money
Ain't no object
If it ain't Cris
He won't pop it
If it ain't
Platinum wit ice
He won't rock it
If it don't cost 60,
He don't drop it
If it don't come
With TV's,
He don't cop it
You can stop it
I'm just tryin'
To be me
Doin' what I got to do
Some people think
That I'm
Just sittin' on
Top the world
I'm just tryin'
To be me
Provin' what
I got to prove
Some people think
That I'm
Just sittin' on
Top the world
Sittin on top
Of the world...