To the Top (feat. ALIXN & Ishan Khadka)

You don't even really know where I've gone to
I don't even really know what I'm gon' do
Talking slow like a bitch, fuck the opps hoe
Drinking henny with my bitch, smoke the top hoe
You don't even really know where I've gone to
I don't even really know what I'm gon' do
Talking slow like a bitch, fuck the opps hoe
Drinking henny with my bitch, smoke the top hoe

We skate to one song and one song only
You get the fame and leave your homies
Another day pass by, you don't even know me
And I don't know you, you're just below me
I don't know who gave a fuck about me
But these people wrong, to even doubt me
Fuck the recognition, I had signs of symptoms
But by definition, there's no admission
Yeah, I'm talking bout' Covid
Bitch, I feel so exploded
These fellas better know what I did
Huh, they didn't know what I did?
They gonna feel so bloated (bloated, bloated)
They gon' do get demoted
What if they just exploded
What If I said "From the bottom to the top"
They just gon' say that's not too hot
If you say shit, then, say it to my face
If you do that, end up in another place
They say I'm aiming to the sky
But I'm aiming for the moon
That's a time coming soon
Because I ain't waiting for a buffoon
And I take it straight from the plate with a hella metal spoon (Yeah)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

You don't even really know where I've gone to
I don't even really know what I'm gon' do
Talking slow like a bitch, fuck the opps hoe
Drinking henny with my bitch, smoke the top hoe
You don't even really know where I've gone to
I don't even really know what I'm gon' do
Talking slow like a bitch, fuck the opps hoe
Drinking henny with my bitch, smoke the top hoe

Yeah, they don't really know and that's aight
They be sayin' they my bros they lyin'
Yeah, I heard it all before, them lies
They herding me to fall but I'm aight
Aight, Me and ATE like the ABCs
Coming after you ("U") like the letter V
They may have seen the rest but they ain't seen me
Fourteen but I want everything
Corny, but I still killed the beat
Hormones tryna' get my glow up clean
Four more years til' I chase my dreams
Four more years til' I make my greens
Scorin', Scorin'
Pourin' out the whips while I'm out world tourin'
Scorin', Scorin'
Scoring with my head, like Ronny I'm soaring

Uh, I'm neither rapping raw
Napping hard
In the mall with a pack of broads
Actually nah, not at all
Got that bar from my homie Jack
Hit him up tryna' kick it back
Freshman, but I'm killing tracks
Teaching veterans had an owe to air it back
Cause they know that the kid is next
My words be full of intellect
Girls stoppin' me and they asking me
Wait you can rap?

You don't even really know where I've gone to
I don't even really know what I'm gon' do
Talking slow like a bitch, fuck the opps hoe
Drinking henny with my bitch, smoke the top hoe
You don't even really know where I've gone to
I don't even really know what I'm gon' do
Talking slow like a bitch, fuck the opps hoe
Drinking henny with my bitch, smoke the top hoe