CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : To The Top

Ya, ya, ou, ya, ya, ay
It's Melvoni
I got a question
Ya, ya, ya
I got a question
Ay, yeah, ay, ah, ah, ah, ay, yeah

How many licks does it take for young nigga to get to the top
I will not stop, I want the gwuap
I'ma keep rising until I get high
High like the sun
Not far from done
Cause I've been told ya niggas I'm the one
I'ma be up, I'ma be a don
I'ma be up, I'ma be a don, yeah

Niggas is fake, bitches unfaithful
She gon' still bust it open if i say so
I hoped up in the stu' I'm still grateful
Hope this take off and I sign to a label
She did me so wrong it feel painful
Now she sing my songs, I'm unstable
She calling my phone I don't answer
We're not on the same page
Different chapters
I don't love her
I don't need her
If you can f*ck her
You can keep her
She dub now, but she love me later
She wanna ride me like an elevator
Don't matter now, cause I'm gonna play her
Ocean of love, run up in vapour
Don't need nobody it's in my nature
Rather be dead before I'm a failure

I pray to god I lose myself
I pray to god I don't abuse my health
I still keep a deuce deuce under my belt
I still keep a deuce deuce (Yeah)

How many licks would it take for young nigga to get to the top
I will not stop, I want the gwuap
I'ma keep rising until I get high
High like the sun
Not far from done
Cause I've been told ya niggas I'm the one
I'ma be up, I'ma be a don
I'ma be up, I'ma be a don (Yeah)

Nobody, I'm not sorry
For whatever I did
Cause I thought you were different
Headed to the top just me and my guys
Don't need no more fakes I see through the disguise
Cartier glasses my new pair of eyes
Cartier glasses my new pair of eyes
I chase a bag and do it by myself
Pockets still falling while I'm stacking my wealth
I'm just like Lil Baby never needed help
I'm swimmin' in riches call me Michael Phelps
I wrote this just now
I can see why they hate
Black in the shadows don't say shit to my face
So I took his bitch and f*cked her in her face
She keep complaining like she can't be replaced (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She fell in love with the cake (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
When I was a bum it was clip (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I'ma just focus on paper (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got rid of the traitors
How you gon' f*ck with me
And then f*ck with the enemy
Bitch went from next to me
I don't need that kind of negative energy
Don't forget what you said to me
You said I'ma end up with someone ahead of me
Now bitch you are dead to me, yeah
Hope that weighs heavily, yeah
Bitch you are dead to me (Yeah)

How many licks would it take for young nigga to get to the top
I will not stop, I want the gwuap
I'ma keep rising until I get high
High like the sun
Not far from done
Cause I've been told y'all niggas I'm the one
I'ma be up, I'ma be a don
I'ma be up, I'ma be a don (Yeah)

Outro:
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How many licks does it for a young nigga to reach to the top, yeah
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