Foolio - Reach The Top lyrics

Damn jit, damn jit
I heard your ass slinging that 'caine man
That 'caine man
I heard you're goin' through it
It's straight though man, just
Keep your head high
You know what I'm saying keep it MK

I started from druggin' and
Thuggin' and strugglin' so
One day I'm gon' reach the top
I'm countin' my blessings, that
Forty a weapon
My shorty be loadin' the Glock
No matter the charges, I won't
Take a bargain, extortion
Don't talk to the cops
These niggas be phony, you
Think he your homie
But really he wantin' your spot
And really he playin' it fake
You let that boy eat off your plate
Now you 'bout catching a case
Now your ass slangin' that 'caine
Now your ass hittin' them licks
Now your ass fuck with the 6
Now your ass posting them bricks
I'm one hundred ain't switching for shit

Hop out, chop out, pop out, drop top
Mop out, long clip in the dropbox
You and Zizza in a picture with the nigga
Silly nigga, all that friendly ass shit
Get you cropped out
On this block, in the drop, smoke an opp
Say he killin' 'bout his homie
Need more ass nigga pop out
No gang, no team, no dream
He ain't getting no cream
Like the NBA lock-out
Lean and the Act, seven six twos
They hittin' his back
Don't get your ass whacked
Four deep in the splat, no face, got a MAC
Just me and lil' Zine, endin' this world
Just like the Mayans these niggas be lyin'
Really be bitches and leading the blind
She fuckin' the crew, she
Fuckin' for molly, she fuckin' for tru
Pop up out the blue, you lookin' for me
I'm lookin' for you
Jump up out the jam, I don't give a damn
My beat goin' ham
They all for the 'Gram, I cannot take
It, won't tell on the fam, ayy
Lean and the Act, seven six twos
They hittin' his back
Don't get your ass whacked
Four deep in the splat, no face, got a MAC
Bitch

I started from druggin' and
Thuggin' and strugglin' so
One day I'm gon' reach the top
I'm countin' my blessings, that
Forty a weapon
My shorty be loadin' the Glock
No matter the charges, I won't
Take a bargain, extortion
Don't talk to the cops
These niggas be phony, you
Think he your homie
But really he wantin' your spot
And really he playin' it fake
You let that boy eat off your plate
Now you 'bout catching a case
Now your ass slangin' that 'caine
Now your ass hittin' them licks
Now your ass fuck with the 6
Now your ass posting them bricks
I'm one hundred ain't switching for shit

Pull up on a nigga in the stunner
Foolie ass tweakin' with the llama
Foolie ass shoot a nigga mama
Young nigga runnin' to the commas
Hop out with a pistol
I'm cleanin' his whistle
I'm freakin' the filter
My shooters will get you
Roll him in the swisher, that pussy a jizzle
Just me and the splat
I'm watchin' my side
I'm watchin' my back not buckin' the jack
Lil bro got a MAC, he not tryna chat
Nigga get caught, he gon' snitch
He ain't really up in no shit
Pussy on the block sayin' jit's
Young nigga tryna hit licks
Young nigga, I'mastay the same
Foreign car steady switchin' lanes
Sweet as fuck, I'ma snatch his chain
Nigga whole block on flames

I started from druggin' and
Thuggin' and strugglin' so
One day I'm gon' reach the top
I'm countin' my blessings, that
Forty a weapon
My shorty be loadin' the Glock
No matter the charges, I won't
Take a bargain, extortion
Don't talk to the cops
These niggas be phony, you
Think he your homie
But really he wantin' your spot
And really he playin' it fake
You let that boy eat off your plate
Now you 'bout catching a case
Now your ass slangin' that 'caine
Now your ass hittin' them licks
Now your ass fuck with the 6
Now your ass posting them bricks
I'm one hundred ain't switching for shit