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young rob the jit - to the top lyrics

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chorus:

tryna make it to the top
tryna make it to the top (x2)

verse:

everybody knows that i’m the best
mess with me put you to rest
cookin up call me a chef
try to test me you get an f

switchin lanes like my flows
ready to go. cl!ck clack reload

blowin up like a creeper
stealin money finders keepers

you dissed me now you in a wheelchair
i’m someone you can’t compare
you don’t know what i go through
doing songs what i gone do

we be streaming like it’s twitch
you a rat boi you a snitch
scorin like the super bowl
yeah, yeah yеah let’s go
(chorus)

verse 2:

you know that i got my monеy
don’t do jokes they ain’t funny
you never pop out you never slide
my homies stick by my side

imma shoot and do that dance
been ballin like kevin durant
i pay for features they ain’t free
at the court i took the plea

pull up in a honda
or better yet a lambo
if someone mess with me
light em up like candles

got the money a whole stack
choppa eat like a snack
alright let’s get to the chorus

(chorus)

pre chorus:
yeah, i’m tryna make to the top

show no mercy to a opp

imma get all of this bread

ill be doin music til i’m dead

(chorus)

- young rob the jit lyrics

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