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bdg - climbing to the top lyrics

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[chorus]
up in the streets and i don’t play for keeps i’ll take what’s mine
wake up hit the stu this ain’t nothin new i stay on the grind
you are not like me i am not like you i’m one of a kind
i’m headed for the top, for the money and the fame ima keep on climbing

reaching for the ladder and you know i’m climbing to the top
and anybody tryna get the fame i’m comin for your spot
keep chasing the paper gotta hustle i won’t ever stop
i got the ball i’m in the trap, step back, i take a shot

[verse 1]
strapped up we got guns like it’s call of duty
mac 11, glocks, ak’s, big uzis
that’s a hunnit shots for anybody wanna do me
anybody anywhere cuz we always moving

with the gang, moving silent, we ain’t moving sloppy
thugging in the streets, tottin sticks is a hobby
better get your girl she on me tryna give me toppy
telling me that i’m the greatest yeah i’m super c-cky

tryna hit my line you know i keep my phone on dnd
catching all the vibes up on the track i think i’m pnb
i don’t play with beef i’ll leave you calling for an emt
i’m dreaming bout the fancy cars a rolls and an srt

a maserati, big money sh-t just like a lambo
we hear the feds knocking so we heading out the back door
smoking loud i’m out this world like i was stuck on pluto
kicking sh-t when i step in the booth like some judo

[chorus]
up in the streets and i don’t play for keeps i’ll take what’s mine
wake up hit the stu this ain’t nothin new i stay on the grind
you are not like me i am not like you i’m one of a kind
i’m headed for the top, for the money and the fame ima keep on climbing

reaching for the ladder and you know i’m climbing to the top
and anybody tryna get the fame i’m comin for your spot
keep chasing the paper gotta hustle i won’t ever stop
i got the ball i’m in the trap, step back, i take a shot

[verse 2]
lean when i walk and i’m fresher than a b-tch
all i see is blue money lilo and st-tch
same n-ggas from the start i don’t ever switch
ten toes down and we all getting rich

i’m with shooters (for real) and they stay on the block
i can’t give no b-tch my time, i can’t give her no clock
she don’t get a single penny or a tik and a tok
only focused on myself i’m tryna make that milly rock

broski nem is in the cut re-up we tryna spend a dub
make a dub finesse the plug if he react he’ll catch a slug
know who really with me i can see through all the fake love
everywhere i go it look like i robbed a bentley truck

never fumble with it and i never stumble with it
chilling with my n-ggas i rolled a wood and i lit it
you really want something then you gotta go and get it
everything i speak on is the truth i really did it

[chorus]
up in the streets and i don’t play for keeps i’ll take what’s mine
wake up hit the stu this ain’t nothin new i stay on the grind
you are not like me i am not like you i’m one of a kind
i’m headed for the top, for the money and the fame ima keep on climbing

reaching for the ladder and you know i’m climbing to the top
and anybody tryna get the fame i’m comin for your spot
keep chasing the paper gotta hustle i won’t ever stop
i got the ball i’m in the trap, step back, i take a shot

- bdg lyrics

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