On Top of My Game lyrics

[PJ]
Mind on a Rover, shine when I wanna
Girlies on my di*k, cause I rhyme like Hova
P busting, till my casket drop
Ecstasy got me higher, than an astronaut
Going hard like Carmelo, or maybe Lebron
Flipping crack, like a cheerleader flip a baton
I'm a Don, my lyrics leave you dazed and stunned
n*ggas thought that I was finished, but I just begun
Taking trips in my jet, in my private plane
And I got more enemies, than Saddam Hussein
Boss Hogg Outlawz, yo we running the game
Try to stop my committee, put a hole in your brain
Federalies wanna see a n*gga, locked in chains
Got some killas on my team, that'll pop them thangs
Most n*ggas lame, and think with they di*ks
Any b*tch I f*ck with, gotta have benefits
My hoes break tricks, and bring it back to me
Know you suckers gon hate, but I still remain G
Your team move grahams, my team move tons
My team count G's, your team count ones
No time for sleep, I'm in a hustler zone
You wanna plot with them stones, I got a million dollar phone
All on my own, it's me against the world
It's a must I provide food, for my baby girl
Hypnotic got me calling Earl, I'm throwing up
Yeah my P.O. she a trip, got me p*ssing in a cup
Me broke n*gga what, I f*ck with made n*ggas
Street smart wise guys, them know how to save n*ggas
I scribble on my sheet, to the very last line
Like 8-Ball and G, pimping my own rhyme
Watch me put it down, my lyrics gon touch ya
PJ b*tch, the motherf*cking rap hustler
[Hook - 2x]
PJ, in the do'
Got my mind on my money, I ain't playing no mo'
PJ in the do', Boss Hogg is the click I claim
n*ggas listen to the sh*t I bring, I'm on top of my game

[PJ]
Spit lyrics, that'll burn the mic
If this rap sh*t was crack, it'll burn your pipe
Every line that I spit, yo I word it right
You lil' boys still rookies, better earn some stripes
f*ck stars and dykes, Puerto Ricans and whites
Black hoes too stupid, wanna fuss and fight
Like Tina and Ike, b*tch I'm running the show
If your ass don't like it, get your sh*t and go
Let a hoe be a hoe, I ain't losing no sleep
I'm trying to get rich, f*ck playing with a freak
You n*ggas too weak, wanna cuff and chase em
Like Jay-Z, PJ replace em
Numbers erase em, on my god damn phone
I done gave you some di*k b*tch, now leave me alone
Once again it's on, I'm bout to step out the booth
PJ the rap hustler, hell yeah I'm the truth