Go to the Top

Yeah, bitch imma go to the top
Don't need to know what it cost, don't even know if its hopeless or not
My talent I haven't been showing a lot
It's got me thinking they don't know what i got
It's got em thinking I'm supposed to just stop
But fuck that shit, now imma go to the top

Bitch imma go to the top, say you got racks, donde esta?
Remember back when they predicted trash but now my shit supposed to be hot
That's just the expectation, to get them impressed but you best have patience
Don't settle for less til you get that paper, the best can't rest and the rest can't make it
Lil bitch better back down, imma drive myself you be findin someone to flag down
Now it's workin out I be way ahead of the pack now
That's a photo finish with you blurry in the background
No HDR, your battery's out, I'm taking charge, and I erase your bars
I got the rhymes on a lock, they gon take me far
Y'all had your time at the top, now we takin ours
Bitch you is dead meat, feeling like hell 'cause i'm spitting intense heat
Doing too well for a cynic to press me, bitch I excel at this shit like a spreadsheet
I do it the best so the suckas counterfeiting me
Even UPS couldn't fuck with my delivery
They was in my head, now they stuck in my periphery
Don't look right or left, focus up, that's where I'm finna be, the epitome

Yeah, bitch imma go to the top
Don't need to know what it cost, don't even know if its hopeless or not
My talent I haven't been showing a lot
It's got me thinking they don't know what i got
Its got em thinkin I'm supposed to just stop
But fuck that shit, now imma go to the top, whoa
Yeah, bitch imma go to the top
Don't need to know what it cost, don't even know if its hopeless or not
My talent I haven't been showing a lot
It's got me thinking they don't know what i got
Its got em thinkin I'm supposed to just stop
But fuck that shit, now imma go to the top



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Writer(s): Quinn Siegrist
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