[Intro: Peezy]
(WoodOnDaBeat)
Go again
Yeah
(Da Realest)

[Chorus: Peezy]
We just tryna climb to the top (To the top)
While these n***as sit around gettin' high (Gettin' high)
They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop (N***a, stop)
Clean a n***a whole crib with the mop (Bah, bah, bah)
N***a whole wrist filled with rocks (Ice)
Foreigns on the strip with no top (No top, n***a)
Clean two-liter mixed with drop (Yeah)
Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh (Chris Bosh), yeah

[Verse 1: Peezy]
Talkin' down on a real n***a to your bitch, now she missing (She gone)
Now you call her phone all day 'cause you miss her (Hello?)
I ain't got time for that shit, I'm on a mission (Let's get it)
Ain't makе it in the industry, but made it out the trеnches (Yeah)
We was in the spot with the doors off the hinges (Facts)
Now we in the hills, ain't been home in a minute (Nope)
Sittin' in my kitchen, runnin' through a half ticket (Yeah)
I ain't never had a hit single, I'm consistent (Uh)
Caught the cases, took it on the chin (For real)
Told your bitch to give me face, she took it on her chin (Ugh)
I just made another hundred, here we go again (Yup)
Put a fifty in the money counter and that bitch jam (Brrt)
[Chorus: Peezy & Icewear Vezzo]
We just tryna climb to the top (To the top)
While these n***as sit around gettin' high (Gettin' high)
They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop (N***a, stop)
Clean a n***a whole crib with the mop (Bah, bah, bah)
N***a whole wrist filled with rocks (Ice)
Foreigns on the strip with no top (No top, n***a)
Clean two-liter mixed with drop (What?)
Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh (Yeah), yeah

[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Right and left pocket full of dogshit (Yeah)
That ain't yours, n***a, that's your dog shit (Bitch)
Bad lil' bitch off fraud lit (Real)
Ice-white buffs full of slush like spoiled milk, ugh (Get it?)
I be gettin' higher than a martian (Yeah)
Reign, turned the money into carpet (I did)
N***as tellin', so I move cautious (Shh)
Heard he said he got good dog, I can walk it, yeah (Good dog, n***a)
Did my first bid, caught another case (What?)
Had some bad days 'til I prayed for a better day
Laid the foundation at the crib, I'm forever straight (Eatin' good, n***a)
Whether 600, 560, I ain't never late, n***a (Skrrt)

[Chorus: Peezy]
We just tryna climb to the top (To the top)
While these n***as sit around gettin' high (Gettin' high)
They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop (N***a, stop)
Clean a n***a whole crib with the mop (Bah, bah, bah)
N***a whole wrist filled with rocks (Ice)
Foreigns on the strip with no top (No top, n***a)
Clean two-liter mixed with drop (Yeah)
Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh (Chris Bosh), yeah
[Verse 3: Baby Money]
Gucci windbreaker on, I'm a coldhearted n***a (Yeah)
Bust they eyes with the load 'cause them boys barely get it
I'm a 'bow bagger
Even got some hoes out here trickin', I'm a four banger
Twenty racks in dubs, bitch, I'm Crippin', half a million straight
In another month, I need a ticket
Five 'Cats, four Benzes, man, this shit gettin' ridiculous
Servin' shit that look like flour, but this shit gettin' me chicken
When the police get involved, I watched killers to witness (They rat)
N***as gossip like bitches, that's the shit that we ain't into (Nah)
You know I'ma hop out bustin' 'til you fall 'cause I hit 'em ('Til he gone)
You know I ain't never crushin' on no ho, I'm a bitch hitter (Not at all)
Never hear me talkin' 'bout no price, I'm a rich n***a (Easy money)

[Chorus: Peezy]
We just tryna climb to the top
While these n***as sit around gettin' high
They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop
Clean a n***a whole crib with the mop
N***a whole wrist filled with rocks
Foreigns on the strip with no top
Clean two-liter mixed with drop
Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh, yeah