FNO (DreamzOne & Lil Fiendz) - To Tha Top lyrics

[Verse 1: DreamzOne] You could try to see right through me but you'll never see the real me I can tell you what the problem is but you will never hear me So I got to keep my head up, show no emotions Never looking down, (?) forever will stop my motion I got to keep rising even if I got to make some falls They be tryna terrorize me so I'm here to drop the bomb I'm here to take a life, give a f** about discretion 'Cuz I'm never thinking twice, ain't no time for second guessing Only 17 and yet my life flashes in my eyes I see myself in a grave, caught a bullet by surprise They don't want it, but I gotta, so I give my state of mind Flashback to reality, see that I'm still alive No more living in the past I got to move on Forget all the problems, all the stress, and all the wrongs No more living in the shadows, time to stand out I'm here to stay in this game, dont like it? Come and take me out Through my whole life, been hated by a lot of people But they'll never stop me from stepping up and letting the heat go Dropping lyrics are my life, when I step up to this mic Going crazy in this game, Lord, send me a sign [Hook (x2): DreamzOne] I keep on trying to get it, trying to make it to the top Through all the hating, all the problems, but you know we can not stop Got to keep on going 'til the day my body drop Got it on lock 'til the day that we make it to the top [Verse 2: Lil Fiendz] I want you to see through me, now tell me what you visualize Would you die for the truth or would you live a lie? I never thought that I'd be trapped inside my own mind This game gon' end up cutting me open, with a dull knife Blessed with rhymes, stressed by life, and will I pa** the test of time? Every time I need something off my chest I write I gotta k** these bugs like pesticide, I better try before I die Walking down this road, I don't know what it's in store for me I ain't even Catholic, but I think I need some rosaries This is like a war to me, this a double-sword to me This is music to you, but it means a lot more to me This a hustle, a past-time, dream and a nightmare How much can your mind bear? Answer me Consciously I could be God's demon or the Devil's angel Don't let yourself get consumed by your doubt and your anger [Hook (x2): DreamzOne] [Verse 3: Suave Loc] Suave Loc! Ceas-a-Mill! I was raised in the streets, I done sinned in the past Got raised by 1 parent, I just lost my dad Took advice from my brother, got me choosing the path I'm happy with my son, but is this life gon' last? Late calls and brick walls, it comes with the game Got to keep my strings tight when I'm moving them thangs But my kid got to eat, so in the streets I'm a savage Neckties and hard times, got me carrying a casket You think I'm really weak? Tears are running down my cheek They plotting that I'll slip up so the police trying to creep This music I really make it, I know you always hate it Last call at the bar, stumbling, feeling faded This the everyday weekend, with blunts and more cases Felony charges, post bail, and more cases Faster and faster, all these unfamiliar faces Or doing all these shows in all these unfamiliar places Smooth [Hook (x2): DreamzOne]