Letra

Put me on top city on lock they like "When you gon' drop?" He done shook the game up when he gon' pop Yeah, they know the name but is he gon' stop Back-to-back running, fucking up the whole summer On the road I'ma take the whole globe from 'em We ain't had enough Niggas speaking down but they know who coming up And I'm still on my way But the top don't look too far from me Never called off not one day And I'm still on my way (my way, my way) Still on my way (way), yeah I'm just greedy like Chubbz with a hustle like Pooh Tryna get it out the mud like what else I'm supposed to do It was in my blood shit my family even knew '22 I blew, I owe everything to Tru Something outta nothing that's a cold situation Know they prolly hot but they froze in the faces I didn't even rush I was chosen but patient Feeling like Russ I went gold out the basement Get it by the cases running Evgle chains by the dozen Told gang that I love 'em it's a whole celebration Barely getting started but still gotta embrace it When it's from the bottom it's a different foundation Yeah, it's a different bag waiting on the other side I just want to live in salvation We ain't had enough Niggas speaking down but they know who coming up And I'm still on my way But the top don't look too far from me Never called off not one day And I'm still on my way (my way, my way) Still on my way (way) And I'm still on my way (still on my way) But the top don't look too far from me (no, the top don't look too far) Never called off, not one day (never called off, not one day) But I'm still on my way
Writer(s): Matthew Dean Burdette, Jared William Grace, Ashton Sellars, Jorge Alberto Pilot Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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