Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar - To The Top lyrics
Kendrick Lamarс [Duckworth] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar - To The Top lyrics]
South Central, home of the warzone where
The great thugs roam
Where we ain't promised nothing but
Shell-bullet wounds and tombstones
Every man for himself in
This concrete jungle, jungle
Only the strong survive and the
Weak perish and crumble
Yeah, niggas' pockets hurting
Work day and night in them drug spots
In the kitchen with them razors
Where the water boiling hot
Blood plus crip plus wrong
Sign equals a shoot-out
Then the Glock's pop then the block's
Smoking like a motherfucking Luau
In the projects, watched a lot of niggas
Seen a lot of niggas moved out
Then mom said ''back dreaming of big ass
New house'' then it's back to reality
Smokers out back getting so high
Watching niggas kill for a salary
Watched a lot of great niggas die
Code of the streets
Never ever talk to the motherfucking police
If you do better have a bullet-proof vest
Better guard your mouth piece
Yeah, I don't really care about what
A nigga may say about me
I'mma let you speak dollars into my pockets
Watch them increase
Look at you - came from
Ground zero to the top
Made something from nothing on
That project block switch your hustle
No more working that dope spot
Middle finger to cops
Tell 'em that we're legal now
Yes, we legal now, do it for our people now
Finally we eating now
Make sure our belly's stay full
We made nothing out of something, man
You know, all the way to the top
Make sure our belly's stay full
Make sure our belly's stay full
Yeah, I got some, but I'm still on the block
Like a nigga never left
Still on the grind all the time
Gotta get mine doing what's best
Yeah, I came up, but I never
Changed up on my niggas, no sir
Let bygones be bygones
Let it burn like Usher no chauffeur
I'm wheeling myself in a big '64
Rims poking, three wheel motion
My lungs full of that herb
My niggas still on the curb posted up
Like junkies at a liquor store
For all my niggas that died
In the war, yeah dawg, let the liquor pour
Just Ciroc's, baby, hood shit is all I know
Live life to the fullest
Never know when a nigga gotta go
That's how it is out here, dawg
Really can't show no feel
I've never seen a man cry 'til a man dies
Then you see them tears rest in peace, Nini
Your grandson still looking handsome
Still gotta keep canons cause them haters
Out there still can't stand us
You said I got power
All I gotta do is grab hold to my pen
Yeah, I love you to my last breath, grandma
'til we meet again
Look at you - came from
Ground zero to the top
Made something from nothing on
That project block switch your hustle
No more working that dope spot
Middle finger to cops
Tell 'em that we're legal now
Yes, we legal now, do it for our people now
Finally we eating now
Make sure our belly's stay full
We're like a train with no breaks
Who gon' stop us?
Make sure our belly's stay full
Make sure our belly's stay full
Yo, Rock - let me get it
Let me breathe on it for a minute
Speak for a minute
Put my 2 cent in it for a second
Let them get a view of my mind
Backpack tucked with a nine
Went to school with it, didn't play with it
Didn't tell nobody it was mine
It was my weapon, had it for protection
I didn't blink, not for a second
Didn't pour my heart and soul to a reverend
They're hypocrite anyway
Rather put my full faith in God
Had to stay on my grind something
Like when I was sumping
Had to maintain my function
Back against the wall, they fronting
Played the background like a movie extra
Extra activities, no remedy for
The crime going on, same old song
Bet ya couldn't make it out here
If you wasn't wasn't that strong
Not mentally, but physically
Had to get my psychology on
Mama said I gotta come home, but I didn't
Stayed out real late
My excuse was ''how we gon' eat if
It's no food on the plate?''
Now wait - think back, yeah yeah nigga
Far far back
Came from the bottom to the tip top
Now tell me how you love that?
Look at you - came from
Ground zero to the top
Made something from nothing on
That project block switch your hustle
No more working that dope spot
Middle finger to cops
Tell 'em that we're legal now
Yes, we legal now, do it for our people now
Finally we eating now
Make sure our belly's stay full
The great thugs roam
Where we ain't promised nothing but
Shell-bullet wounds and tombstones
Every man for himself in
This concrete jungle, jungle
Only the strong survive and the
Weak perish and crumble
Yeah, niggas' pockets hurting
Work day and night in them drug spots
In the kitchen with them razors
Where the water boiling hot
Blood plus crip plus wrong
Sign equals a shoot-out
Then the Glock's pop then the block's
Smoking like a motherfucking Luau
In the projects, watched a lot of niggas
Seen a lot of niggas moved out
Then mom said ''back dreaming of big ass
New house'' then it's back to reality
Smokers out back getting so high
Watching niggas kill for a salary
Watched a lot of great niggas die
Code of the streets
Never ever talk to the motherfucking police
If you do better have a bullet-proof vest
Better guard your mouth piece
Yeah, I don't really care about what
A nigga may say about me
I'mma let you speak dollars into my pockets
Watch them increase
Look at you - came from
Ground zero to the top
Made something from nothing on
That project block switch your hustle
No more working that dope spot
Middle finger to cops
Tell 'em that we're legal now
Yes, we legal now, do it for our people now
Finally we eating now
Make sure our belly's stay full
We made nothing out of something, man
You know, all the way to the top
Make sure our belly's stay full
Make sure our belly's stay full
Yeah, I got some, but I'm still on the block
Like a nigga never left
Still on the grind all the time
Gotta get mine doing what's best
Yeah, I came up, but I never
Changed up on my niggas, no sir
Let bygones be bygones
Let it burn like Usher no chauffeur
I'm wheeling myself in a big '64
Rims poking, three wheel motion
My lungs full of that herb
My niggas still on the curb posted up
Like junkies at a liquor store
For all my niggas that died
In the war, yeah dawg, let the liquor pour
Just Ciroc's, baby, hood shit is all I know
Live life to the fullest
Never know when a nigga gotta go
That's how it is out here, dawg
Really can't show no feel
I've never seen a man cry 'til a man dies
Then you see them tears rest in peace, Nini
Your grandson still looking handsome
Still gotta keep canons cause them haters
Out there still can't stand us
You said I got power
All I gotta do is grab hold to my pen
Yeah, I love you to my last breath, grandma
'til we meet again
Look at you - came from
Ground zero to the top
Made something from nothing on
That project block switch your hustle
No more working that dope spot
Middle finger to cops
Tell 'em that we're legal now
Yes, we legal now, do it for our people now
Finally we eating now
Make sure our belly's stay full
We're like a train with no breaks
Who gon' stop us?
Make sure our belly's stay full
Make sure our belly's stay full
Yo, Rock - let me get it
Let me breathe on it for a minute
Speak for a minute
Put my 2 cent in it for a second
Let them get a view of my mind
Backpack tucked with a nine
Went to school with it, didn't play with it
Didn't tell nobody it was mine
It was my weapon, had it for protection
I didn't blink, not for a second
Didn't pour my heart and soul to a reverend
They're hypocrite anyway
Rather put my full faith in God
Had to stay on my grind something
Like when I was sumping
Had to maintain my function
Back against the wall, they fronting
Played the background like a movie extra
Extra activities, no remedy for
The crime going on, same old song
Bet ya couldn't make it out here
If you wasn't wasn't that strong
Not mentally, but physically
Had to get my psychology on
Mama said I gotta come home, but I didn't
Stayed out real late
My excuse was ''how we gon' eat if
It's no food on the plate?''
Now wait - think back, yeah yeah nigga
Far far back
Came from the bottom to the tip top
Now tell me how you love that?
Look at you - came from
Ground zero to the top
Made something from nothing on
That project block switch your hustle
No more working that dope spot
Middle finger to cops
Tell 'em that we're legal now
Yes, we legal now, do it for our people now
Finally we eating now
Make sure our belly's stay full