This is a setup, I setup, a flame
My head is inflated, inflated by blames
Way I be playin', like playin' these games
A joy to the stick, like I got an arcade
You don't know how it feels to go to town with the same clothes
Parents in and out, tryna pay loans
Pressure builds, wonderin' how'd this go
Got your head spinnin' like a disco
Who would've thought?
That a young n***a would climb to the top?
I have been broken up so many times
Heart cold and it froze like a cop
Yeah, I'm on my way to the top, yeah, I'm on my way to the top
Yeah, ain't no way that I'ma stop, yeah, ain't no way that I'ma stop
Yeah, wanna talk about life, friend would be flashin' his card
Not even drivin' too far, stoppin' and fixin' his car
Life is a dick to the throat, that's why they be sayin' it's hard
Shinin' so bright, I'm a star, not even reference to boobies
She's always been stuck to my chest, as if she's a bra
I'm tellin' you bra, you know when we young
And we have it all, not money, say a joke, laugh, not funny
Got a rabbit on my hip, yeah, said that hip-hopped like a bunny
On the real, yeah, why these hatin' asses want from me
First class flows all on me, versatility all on me
Verse, artillery, so many enemies, words that tickle me
Bitches in industry, flows are simile, difference to Cardi B
Better remember don't worship, no mini-me, fore if you follow me, G.H like halloween
Primary books, defeated by colouring, I am the bridge, you're waste, go under me
Everyday instinct, Goku, anime, yeah, uh, shoutout to Hitler, might say I be violent
Aeroplane mode, they can't catch me like pilot, so many flows and the hooks like a pirate, yeah, ayy
Sex with the beat, then that nigga goes viral, tired of carryin' shit on my spinal
Classical shit like I'm played on a vinyl, who would've thought? that a young nigga
Would climb to the top? I have been broken up so many times
Heart cold and it froze like a cop, yeah I'm on my way to the top, yeah
I'm on my way to the top, yeah Ain't no way that I'ma stop, yeah
Ain't no way that I'ma stop, yeah, who would've thought?
Gamblin Hell - to the top! Lyrics
Gamblin Hell - to the top! Lyrics
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English
This is a setup, I setup, a flame
My head is inflated, inflated by blames
Way I be playin', like playin' these games
A joy to the stick, like I got an arcade
You don't know how it feels to go to town with the same clothes
Parents in and out, tryna pay loans
Pressure builds, wonderin' how'd this go
Got your head spinnin' like a disco
Who would've thought?
That a young n***a would climb to the top?
I have been broken up so many times
Heart cold and it froze like a cop
Yeah, I'm on my way to the top, yeah, I'm on my way to the top
Yeah, ain't no way that I'ma stop, yeah, ain't no way that I'ma stop
Yeah, wanna talk about life, friend would be flashin' his card
Not even drivin' too far, stoppin' and fixin' his car
Life is a dick to the throat, that's why they be sayin' it's hard
Shinin' so bright, I'm a star, not even reference to boobies
She's always been stuck to my chest, as if she's a bra
I'm tellin' you bra, you know when we young
And we have it all, not money, say a joke, laugh, not funny
Got a rabbit on my hip, yeah, said that hip-hopped like a bunny
On the real, yeah, why these hatin' asses want from me
First class flows all on me, versatility all on me
Verse, artillery, so many enemies, words that tickle me
Bitches in industry, flows are simile, difference to Cardi B
Better remember don't worship, no mini-me, fore if you follow me, G.H like halloween
Primary books, defeated by colouring, I am the bridge, you're waste, go under me
Everyday instinct, Goku, anime, yeah, uh, shoutout to Hitler, might say I be violent
Aeroplane mode, they can't catch me like pilot, so many flows and the hooks like a pirate, yeah, ayy
Sex with the beat, then that nigga goes viral, tired of carryin' shit on my spinal
Classical shit like I'm played on a vinyl, who would've thought? that a young nigga
Would climb to the top? I have been broken up so many times
Heart cold and it froze like a cop, yeah I'm on my way to the top, yeah
I'm on my way to the top, yeah Ain't no way that I'ma stop, yeah
Ain't no way that I'ma stop, yeah, who would've thought?
My head is inflated, inflated by blames
Way I be playin', like playin' these games
A joy to the stick, like I got an arcade
You don't know how it feels to go to town with the same clothes
Parents in and out, tryna pay loans
Pressure builds, wonderin' how'd this go
Got your head spinnin' like a disco
Who would've thought?
That a young n***a would climb to the top?
I have been broken up so many times
Heart cold and it froze like a cop
Yeah, I'm on my way to the top, yeah, I'm on my way to the top
Yeah, ain't no way that I'ma stop, yeah, ain't no way that I'ma stop
Yeah, wanna talk about life, friend would be flashin' his card
Not even drivin' too far, stoppin' and fixin' his car
Life is a dick to the throat, that's why they be sayin' it's hard
Shinin' so bright, I'm a star, not even reference to boobies
She's always been stuck to my chest, as if she's a bra
I'm tellin' you bra, you know when we young
And we have it all, not money, say a joke, laugh, not funny
Got a rabbit on my hip, yeah, said that hip-hopped like a bunny
On the real, yeah, why these hatin' asses want from me
First class flows all on me, versatility all on me
Verse, artillery, so many enemies, words that tickle me
Bitches in industry, flows are simile, difference to Cardi B
Better remember don't worship, no mini-me, fore if you follow me, G.H like halloween
Primary books, defeated by colouring, I am the bridge, you're waste, go under me
Everyday instinct, Goku, anime, yeah, uh, shoutout to Hitler, might say I be violent
Aeroplane mode, they can't catch me like pilot, so many flows and the hooks like a pirate, yeah, ayy
Sex with the beat, then that nigga goes viral, tired of carryin' shit on my spinal
Classical shit like I'm played on a vinyl, who would've thought? that a young nigga
Would climb to the top? I have been broken up so many times
Heart cold and it froze like a cop, yeah I'm on my way to the top, yeah
I'm on my way to the top, yeah Ain't no way that I'ma stop, yeah
Ain't no way that I'ma stop, yeah, who would've thought?
Writer: Sihle Ntlokwana
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid