Young Boy From The Ends Been Grafting
Doing Up Madness Putting That Work In
Took A Lot Of Murdafucking Losses Glad that I did cos it taught man lessons
Lotta Friends Done Switched No Benson
Now I'm just tryna move Anti Social Yo
Trust Nobody Move Solo Tryna Get funds like my nigga Kojo
But I still ride with my bros in a 4 door
Ducking Obbo Looking For Paigans
Niggas know me I ain't normal more time you gon see me on my jack Jones bro bro I'on know nuttin bout folding no no I'm a top boy like kano Yo Yo Tapped in my head I'm Loco On A Glide Me And Akh Just Go Go
Hook:
It's real outchea we don't play outchea All my Killy's on job (On Moms)
Till the day that I pop no we ain't gon stop To The Top To The Top (Truss)
Opp boy just talk till we pull up with mop and sweep mans block
No Stress Don't Force Wait your Turn your time's gon come
Your Time's Gon Come What I told myself
How many times did I feel depressed
How many times did I doubt myself niggas told me Quit and do something else
Yung Q I had to big up myself Stay down till you up know I'm limitless
Trust The Process Seeing The Progress
Stay Patient No You Can't Rush Greatness
No You Can't And That's Facts Though
Getting Harrrased by the cops on a daily base is the usual but we ain't never gone bend no
Cold nights in the bando with them fiends on the floor where we slept yo
Things we had to do for that dough
It's only right that we pop though
It's Only Right Keep My head up High We Don't Let Vio Slide Run Up On Me I beg man just Try You gon get sent to the sky
Grr Boaw Fill Him Up With Bine Spill That Juice Or should i say Wine No Cap No Lie
Bare Man Chat But they do not ride
Catch No Zzz Get Just That P's Active 24/7 No Sleep In The Trenches It was just me and my G's Move Low Key But We Still Roll Deep Don't @ me Live in the flesh let's see Big Man Ting like Skeppy Straight Greaze
Miss me with that verbal ting
Internet gangsters oh please oh please
Hook:
It's real outchea we don't play outchea All my Killy's on job (On Moms)
Till the day that I pop no we ain't gon stop To The Top To The Top (Truss)
Opp boy just talk till we pull up with mop and sweep mans block
No Stress Don't Force Wait your Turn your time's gon come
Doing Up Madness Putting That Work In
Took A Lot Of Murdafucking Losses Glad that I did cos it taught man lessons
Lotta Friends Done Switched No Benson
Now I'm just tryna move Anti Social Yo
Trust Nobody Move Solo Tryna Get funds like my nigga Kojo
But I still ride with my bros in a 4 door
Ducking Obbo Looking For Paigans
Niggas know me I ain't normal more time you gon see me on my jack Jones bro bro I'on know nuttin bout folding no no I'm a top boy like kano Yo Yo Tapped in my head I'm Loco On A Glide Me And Akh Just Go Go
Hook:
It's real outchea we don't play outchea All my Killy's on job (On Moms)
Till the day that I pop no we ain't gon stop To The Top To The Top (Truss)
Opp boy just talk till we pull up with mop and sweep mans block
No Stress Don't Force Wait your Turn your time's gon come
Your Time's Gon Come What I told myself
How many times did I feel depressed
How many times did I doubt myself niggas told me Quit and do something else
Yung Q I had to big up myself Stay down till you up know I'm limitless
Trust The Process Seeing The Progress
Stay Patient No You Can't Rush Greatness
No You Can't And That's Facts Though
Getting Harrrased by the cops on a daily base is the usual but we ain't never gone bend no
Cold nights in the bando with them fiends on the floor where we slept yo
Things we had to do for that dough
It's only right that we pop though
It's Only Right Keep My head up High We Don't Let Vio Slide Run Up On Me I beg man just Try You gon get sent to the sky
Grr Boaw Fill Him Up With Bine Spill That Juice Or should i say Wine No Cap No Lie
Bare Man Chat But they do not ride
Catch No Zzz Get Just That P's Active 24/7 No Sleep In The Trenches It was just me and my G's Move Low Key But We Still Roll Deep Don't @ me Live in the flesh let's see Big Man Ting like Skeppy Straight Greaze
Miss me with that verbal ting
Internet gangsters oh please oh please
Hook:
It's real outchea we don't play outchea All my Killy's on job (On Moms)
Till the day that I pop no we ain't gon stop To The Top To The Top (Truss)
Opp boy just talk till we pull up with mop and sweep mans block
No Stress Don't Force Wait your Turn your time's gon come
( Qeeb )
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