Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song To The Top, artist - Lil Baby. Album song Too Hard, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
To The Top |
Yeah |
Free G-Five, on a G5 |
Yeah yeah yeah |
Toast to 'em all |
She said she love me but I know the truth, she been fuckin' my dawg (my dawg |
and all) |
Lately I been feelin' crazy so I ain’t been answerin' calls |
I just been gettin' the money and savin' it |
Keepin' my back on the wall |
I’m never gon' fall |
Straight to the money no stop |
I’ma go straight to the stars |
Free all of my niggas sittin' in the cell blocks |
I’ma give it all I got |
I’ma go straight to the stars |
Condo at the top floor |
We was so high, you can ask God |
You can ask God |
I know they hate it, I see they faces, they mad I made it |
I’m on they ass, I’m gettin' this bag, I ran it up fast |
Stand up in they chest no apology |
Mama sent a text that she proud of me |
Youngins in the hood watchin' out for me |
Money all colors like Monopoly |
Park the Jeep, hop in the Vet |
Stay on they ass, stay on they neck |
Keep me a check |
Viper came yellow, I painted it red |
And I paid cash, you heard what I said |
Goin' crazy, I been feelin' the rage |
Last year I was sittin' in the cage |
This year I’m goin' all the way |
Taking drugs, tryna ease the pain |
I see 'em watchin' |
They on my drip, they tryna follow the wave |
They on my page |
They know that I’m paid, ain’t been in town in days |
Most of these niggas they old news |
All these bitches been ran through |
I’ma save all the fifties and keep the hundreds |
Then spend all the dubs on getting money |
Straight from the 'jects to a jet |
We been gettin' real fly |
Free G-Five, on a G5 |
Balmain denim, no Levis |
Strapped to a T, who want war with us |
Dually sit up like an armored truck |
I brought it out, it’s a one of one |
Nigga screaming gang, they ain’t one of us |
Toast to 'em all |
She said she love me but I know the truth, she been fuckin' my dawg (my dawg |
and all) |
Lately I been feelin' crazy so I ain’t been answerin' calls |
I just been gettin' the money and savin' it |
Keepin' my back on the wall |
I’m never gon' fall |
Straight to the money no stop |
I’ma go straight to the top |
Free all of my niggas sittin' in the cell blocks |
I’ma give it all I got |
I’ma go straight to the stars |
Condo at the top floor |
We was so high, you can ask God |
You can ask God |
Draped down in Gucci, she rock Givenchy, she matchin' my fly |
I know it’s wrong, but fuck if it’s wrong, I don’t wanna be right |
Let’s take a trip, if we leave now, we can land tonight |
We gon' take a trip to Dubai, guarantee you won’t see nobody |
Nobody safe where I come from |
Young niggas goin' straight dumb |
Fifty hollow tips in each drum |
Throwing fours up with lil one |
Hoppin' out trucks, we suited up, we ready for war, yeah |
Yeah that’s my boy, that’s really my dawg |
We went from boys to men |
Straight to the money no stop |
I’ma give it all I got |
I’ma give it all I got |
I’ma give it all I got |
Straight to the money no stop |
I’ma go straight to the top |
I’ma go straight to the top |
I’ma go straight to the top |