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    1. Topline $yndicate

    From the recording Topline $yndicate

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    Topline $yndicate
    by Tyt Myc Tha Game Spitta

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    Available worldwide 2/13/2026
    Produced by: ABDULLA COLEMAN

    Lyrics


    ⸻ if it’s not your speed, it needs to be faster than you not slower. Let that marinate.

    🎯 HOOK

    I don’t mingle with the middle, I’m the top-line profit,
    Step in—silence drop, whole room change topic,
    Leader talk walk, even shadows pay homage
    Game so cold I leave hurricanes bothered.

    Players move quiet, but my aura talk loud,
    I ain’t pressed ’bout shit, I intimidate crowds,
    Worldwide steppin’, every city my lounge…
    Try to play tough? I turn giants into nouns.

    ⸻

    🔥 VERSE 1

    Ima Mac to these hoes — I’m a gentleman to women,
    But to rappers? I’m the tax they pay just for livin’.
    I’m the whisper in the room when the truth get exposed,
    I’m the one that make a king reconsider his throne.

    Money talk clear—my pockets bilingual,
    My moves make noise like a drumline signal.
    You People chase clout, but your hustle ain’t brittle…
    I turn crumbs into meals while you starve off nickels.

    I don’t ask for respect, I demand it by nature,
    I’m the force in the game, I’m the unseen danger,
    I’m the step you miscounted when you thought you was major,
    I’m the one your top 5 fear bumpin’ in faders.

    ⸻

    🎯 HOOK

    I don’t mingle with the middle, I’m the top-line profit,
    Step in—silence drop, whole room change topic,
    Leader talk walk, even shadows pay homage,
    Game so cold I leave hurricanes bothered.

    Players move quiet, but my aura talk loud,
    I ain’t pressed ’bout shit, I intimidate crowds,
    Worldwide steppin’, every city my lounge…
    Try to play tough? I turn giants into nouns.

    ⸻

    🔥 VERSE 2

    I’m the man your OG warned you ’bout in the hallway,
    I turn struggle into art— Picasso paintings in broad day.
    You got hustle in your heart, but I own the entire artery,
    My mind so sharp it cut silence into harmony.

    I talk slick, move quick — that’s diplomacy pimping,
    My success such’a Pimp it got jealousy limping.

    I make sense out of chaos, make kings out of henchmen,

    Turn a drought to a wave off a thought I was drenched in.

    My vibe got value — my presence got power,
    You a man for a moment, I’m a leader every hour.
    Every bar cut deep like a mafia vow,
    I don’t rap — I conduct like a God in the clouds.

    ⸻

    🎯 HOOK (FINAL)

    I don’t mingle with the middle, I’m the top-line profit,
    Step in—silence drop, whole room change topic,
    Leader talk walk, even shadows pay homage,
    Game so cold I leave hurricanes bothered.

    Players move quiet, but my aura talk loud,
    I ain’t pressed ’bout shit, I intimidate crowds,
    Worldwide steppin’, every city my lounge…
    Try to play tough? I turn giants into nouns.

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