Waka Flocka Flame - Way To The Top lyrics

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Waka Flocka Flame - Way To The Top lyrics

I grew up on the block Robbers be boys than cops In and out our spots, try to run my block Stay down on my grind, can't confiscate what I got Shine every chance I get whether you like it or not I say the trap is hot and I ain't getting money if it ain't hot I say the trap is hot and I ain't getting money if it ain't hot I deserve everything I got, on my way to the top Young n***a grew up, born from Jamaica, Queens No hoes, just anger and crack face Thugs out, young n***a, no skinny jeans The goal was grind, get this money by any means No in-betweens, never chose sides Down for my n***as, you know I ride This one for the county with the dough, son I hear you pay dollar and your soul cry sponsored links No rebound from his dog when he down a road Off a ones 25 and he did it for Just to let you know, boy I got your books every month But you go and be straight, that's real sh** I grew up on the block Robbers be boys than cops In and out our spots, try to run my block Stay down on my grind, can't confiscate what I got Shine every chance I get whether you like it or not I say the trap is hot and I ain't getting money if it ain't hot I say the trap is hot and I ain't getting money if it ain't hot I deserve everything I got, on my way to the top I said I stayed down strong, put my all in it My grind showed off, many wanna call in it Acting like they helped, wrote a n***a raps and all b**h, I showed your little a** how to ball Never turn my back on a n***a I call a friend Riding with you even if I know I won't win Feel like Joe the Boss in this foggy I've been Rapping from the heart, I don't even need a pen Flag on my pocket, shorty, that's unity Hear these n***as talking, boy, don't look over me Ain't sh** you could do to me, tryina feed my family f** all these j**elry, party go crazy, count me in I grew up on the block Robbers be boys than cops In and out our spots, try to run my block Stay down on my grind, can't confiscate what I got Shine every chance I get whether you like it or not I say the trap is hot and I ain't getting money if it ain't hot I say the trap is hot and I ain't getting money if it ain't hot I deserve everything I got, on my way to the top All this status have a n***a thinking different Put up in together, we gonna eat, pay attention Keep my n***as off the kitchen, stop b**hing People better listen, always paid attention and played my position Rapping from the heart, never facing Daddy was a m**m, mama was a Christian Lost one brother now I got three Laugh, I'm a real, real n***a, can't take my breathe I grew up on the block Robbers be boys than cops In and out our spots, try to run my block Stay down on my grind, can't confiscate what I got Shine every chance I get whether you like it or not I say the trap is hot and I ain't getting money if it ain't hot I say the trap is hot and I ain't getting money if it ain't hot I deserve everything I got, on my way to the top

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