This is a song about "Tryna make it to the top balling"

Walked with you to class, just tryna make you see

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Cause even if you get out ill be at the top waiting to make you cry

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Gotta top the charts just to make myself last

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

Started off with a vic made it to the top

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Just tryin to make it to the t-o-p

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

But i'm tryna find a way to make change and make cents

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

These hot knocks/ i can't stop , i'm a strive till i make it to the top/