Lyrics To the Top Please - A-Reece
Yeah
Thank
you,
thank
you,
thank
you
Damn,
I'd
never
thought
I'd
win
a
Grammy
ever
in
my
life
I'd
like
to
thank
God,
my
momma,
my
niggas
God
gave
me
a
gift
and
nothing
was
the
same
when
it
got
unwrapped
Been
dropping
annually
for
five
years
my
idols
know
that
And
every
time
I
drop
I
make
a
comeback
Barely
tired
I
could
never
run
flat
Driven
for
it
as
they
claim
to
run
that
Grateful
that
my
momma
let
her
son
rap
Momma
look
up
your
boy
is
where
the
sun
at
Now
the
family
can
get
a
sun
tan
and
yes
we
are
Shining
brighter
than
the
sun
can
I
tell
the
cash
get
over
here,
it's
like
I'm
scorpion
on
Mortal
Kombat
If
it
ain't
bout
the
cash
then
I
won't
call
back
Counting
all
this
cash
got
me
fronting
like
I
know
math
Still
fearing
no
man,
these
verses
gotta
murder
then
a
bloodbath
They
came
here
first,
I'm
going
out
last
Went
from
being
told
I
won't
last
'cause
I'm
an
outcast
To
be
hit
up
under
pressure
just
to
make
a
collab
They
hate
me
but
they
hated
Jesus
everybody
knows
that
Nobody's
holding
me
back
They
throwing
stones
at
the
gang,
they
mad
we
blowing
up
fast
Move
at
our
own
pace,
ain't
worry
about
what
everyone
has
Taking
time
to
polish
up
the
qualities
that
we
have
Hope
you
aware
that
us
coming
together
is
a
part
of
the
plan
Five
classics
and
a
bag,
now
that's
a
literal
slap
Ain't
no
tellin'
whats
gonna
happen
now
that
Sway
followed
back
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