Copyright©2025 ShaggyDGG - All Rights Reserved Lyrics & Arrangement: ShaggyDGG [Intro – Spoken / Atmosphere | 0:00–0:20] (Low synth pad, vinyl crackle, distant sirens) Yeah… West Coast constellation. From the curb to the cosmos. Top dog… look up. (Haha…) [Hook – Chorus | 0:20–0:50] I’m the top dog in the stars, yeah I shine where you can’t see, From the block to the galaxy, still the same G in me. Concrete dreams with the scars, every move calculated, West Coast engraved in my soul, heavily gravitated. (Yeah… top dog… look up…) [Verse 1 | 0:50–1:40] Came up where the sun bake the streets and the nights stay cold, Learned early how to move in silence, never do what I’m told. Mind on chess, not checkers, every step was a plan, From a boy with a vision to a self-made man. Chrome thoughts, black shades, let the bassline breathe, I don’t bark just to bark—only wolves understand me. Pressure made diamonds, I was forged in the grind, While they chased quick fame, I was building my time. No handouts, no favors, just hustle and faith, Every loss was a lesson, every win was a case. Now my name echo loud when the beat knock hard, Neighborhood legend with a passport to stars. (West… Coast…) [Hook – Chorus | 1:40–2:10] I’m the top dog in the stars, yeah I shine where you can’t see, From the block to the galaxy, still the same G in me. Concrete dreams with the scars, every move calculated, West Coast engraved in my soul, heavily gravitated. (Top dog… big shine…) [Verse 2 | 2:10–3:00] All facts, no fiction, my presence shift rooms, When I walk in the spot even silence go boom. Old school ethics with a new world reach, Still slide to the classics, let the 808 preach. I don’t flex for the camera, I let legacy talk, Every step that I take leave a crater when I walk. They chase clout, I chase ownership, land, and time, Generational mindset, that’s a different grind. Enemies fade like smoke when the lights get bright, I just elevate calm, let the stars judge my height. From the curb to the cosmos, yeah the mission complete, Still West Coast certified when the beat hit the street. (Yeah…) [Bridge – Rapper -Style Breakdown | 3:00–3:25] (Instrumental drop, talkbox synth) Low riders float… satellites spin… Same hunger, new orbit… Top dog, let’s go. [Final Hook – Extended | 3:25–4:00] I’m the top dog in the stars, tell ‘em look when I rise, Same soul, new altitude, see it all in my eyes. From the block to the heavens, yeah the code never changed, West Coast till infinity, forever untamed. (Ad-libs fading: “Top dog…” “West Coast…” “In the stars…”) (Beat slowly fades out… synths dissolve into silence)
