Straight to the Top Lancey Foux

[Intro]
Psyke

[Chorus]
She wanna go up, this ain't enough
Straight to the top, 'till she gets stuck
We can go up, we can get lost
Don't get too deep, I'll put your life on the clock
All eyes on me, and I'm gettin' way too hot
I feel like I'm burnin', I'm goin' six thirty, yeah
We can go up, straight to the top
She wanna go up, this ain't enough

[Verse]
Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow
We can go up
We can get stuck
Racks on me trust
Racks on me trust
I stay with some thugs
If we walk in the club, the baddest ones leaving with us
Can't sweep this shit under the rug
Until another one bites the dust
Whether I'm right or wrong, my niggas will park the bus
I got your girlfriend here, she was fucking with me and yes I'm wishing her luck
Holding the big racks up in custody, I know we freeing it up
I ain't doing nothing but winning, [?] to right, I know these niggas hunting yeah
Can't feel shit inside my pocket, she hold my weed inside her Burkin yeah
We going up yeah, we staying up yeah, fucking for hours on the percocet
I don't want no problems with no cameras, everything I do is picture-perfect
I'm just going to check up on my niggas, it ain't nothing to me
Yellow diamonds on me stinging, yeah they bumble the bee
I got some killers around me people, you can end up deceased
Just got a check and blew it all and got it back in a week