Lil Baby – To the Top Lyrics

To the Top

Lil Baby

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"To the Top." - Lil Baby

Wednesday, 14 October 2026, 04:11 pm

Album: Too Hard

Track No: 01

Yeah
Free G5, on a G5
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Toast to 'em all
She said she love me but I know the truth
She been fuckin' my dawg (My dawg and all)
Lately I been feelin' crazy so I ain't been answerin' calls
I just been gettin' the money and savin' it
Keepin' my back on the wall
I'm never gon' fall
Straight to the money no stop
I'ma go straight to the stars
Free all of my **** sittin' in the cell blocks
I'ma give it all I got
I'ma go straight to the stars
Condo at the top floor
We was so high, you can ask God
You can ask God
I know they hate it, I see they faces
They mad I made it
I'm on they ass, I'm gettin' this bag
I ran it up fast
Stand up in they chest and no apology
Mama sent a text that she proud of me
Youngin's in the hood watchin' out for me
Money all colors like Monopoly
Park the Jeep, hop in the Vet
Stay on they ass, stay on they neck
Keep me a cheque
Viper came yellow, I painted it red
And I paid cash, you heard what I said
Goin' crazy, I been feelin' the rage
Last year I was sittin' in the cage
This year I'm goin' all the way
Taking drugs, tryna ease the pain
I see 'em watchin'
They on my drip, they tryna follow the wave
They on my page
They know that I'm paid
Ain't been in town in days
Most of these **** they old news
All of these bitches been ran through
I'ma save all the fifties and keep the hundreds
Then spend all the dubs on getting money
Straight from the 'jects to a jet
We been gettin' real fly
Free G5, on a G5
Balmain denim, no Levi's
Strapped to a T, who want war with us?
Dually sit up like an armored truck
I brought it out, it's a one of one
**** screaming gang, they ain't one of us
Toast to 'em all
She said she love me but I know the truth
She been fuckin' my dawg (My dawg and all)
Lately I been feelin' crazy so I ain't been answerin' calls
I just been gettin' the money and savin' it
Keepin' my back on the wall
I'm never gon' fall
Straight to the money no stop
I'ma go straight to the top
Free all of my **** sittin' in the cell blocks
I'ma give it all I got
I'ma go straight to the stars
Condo at the top floor
We was so high, you can ask God
You can ask God
Draped down in Gucci, she rock Givenchy
She matchin' my fly
I know it's wrong, but fuck if it's wrong
I don't wanna be right
Let's take a trip, if we leave now
We can land tonight
We gon' take a trip to Dubai
Guarantee you won't see nobody
Nobody safe where I come from
Young **** goin' straight dumb
Fifty hollow tips in each drum
Throwing fours up with lil' one
Hoppin' out trucks, we suited up
We ready for war, yeah
Yeah that's my boy, that's really my dawg
We went from boys to men
Straight to the money no stop
I'ma give it all I got
I'ma give it all I got
I'ma give it all I got
Straight to the money no stop
I'ma go straight to the top
I'ma go straight to the top
I'ma go straight to the top

Writer(s): Dominique' Jones & Alexander Edwards.

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