To the Top (feat. DJ Shotz)
Andy Kapps
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Yeah, I think it's just, what I'm going through the tough times I've been going through What ends up making us Yeah, it's the kind of shit that ends up making us The ones that come out, to be better people in life, and survive, and get to live it up In my case, I'm just trying to make it to the top Let's go I just got off the phone with my Ma Dukes, told her that I loved her And she asked me how I've been doing Had to change the subject, cause being truthful, leads me to lying And coming up with all these new excuses I've been sniffing and giggling, writing riddles and minglin' with bitches That's doin' all this illegal business But I'm just wit' em', chillin' and bullshittin' in that motel But came for one reason, to scoop my main bitch And she never don't ever get me off or nothin' Believe it or not, still got me coming back more than often All started wit' Mar, currently doing time on the block He was on his grind and I relied on his product too much He welcomed me to his trap Let me stay as long as I wanted and I would practice rap He would make suggestions, or sometimes he would join in I'm just feeling blessed with a gift, but at the same time, I feel poisoned I guess I'm afraid that you make me I guess I don't think that I'll make it And I don't see myself being without you Still makin' my way to the top I guess I'm afraid that you make me I guess I don't think that I'll make it And I don't see myself being without you Still makin' my way to the top Now I'm pickin' up from his women he was pimpin' I'm would get my fixins in Everyone comin' thru that bitch was sinnin' Bad habits, I knew I would have to break them soon I was lookin' bad like Jesse Pinkman Bacon soda, and spoons, switchin' rooms Cocaine filled balloons, and war wounds Wit' the narcans, and over dose's, and dope heads Cop vans patrollin' criminals, and narco's that I'm with and my mans Keep sayin' not yet, we'll leave soon, now I'm pissed I regret bringin' along some good friends Cos' if they end up in the same loop that I am God damn, how could I live on with myself I can't, it's my fault, can't trust the process when there ain't one Full of nonsense I am, ain't no signs of progress in me Pretending that I'm positive, I'm not, thinkin' I'll be famous Man I sound so far fetched I guess I'm afraid that you make me I guess I don't think that I'll make it And I don't see myself being without you Still makin' my way to the top I guess I'm afraid that you make me I guess I don't think that I'll make it And I don't see myself being without you Still makin' my way to the top
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