FNO (DreamzOne & Lil Fiendz) - To Tha Top [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[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 fuck 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 pass the test of time?
Every time I need something off my chest I write
I gotta kill 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]