Lonely At The Top

(22) With these guns and these cartis Yeah I feel like Wesley Snipes Put this kick to his chin HBK His whole life You be having time to lay I can only give her pipe Bust a play with my niggas Its gone change the whole night Once i'm on with this shit Generations set for life Need a bitch like Cleo Who gone set it off tonight Energy on this beat, And this bitch sounding nice Once i'm done with a trick Best believe she done for life gave my son a bank roll He don't like playing with a toys It get lonely at the top, So hell yeah i brought my boys And you know they brought some toys For the bitch made niggas that be tryna Make some noise Got a hunnid choppas in the back Will leave your shit on flat Yo bitch be begging me to text her back Bust ah O down myself I ain't never needed help So when i'm shopping at hauls Hell ya i'm buying belts Three fifty for the Yeezys I'm bought to stomp the yard like i'm breezy All these bitches need me F*ck the police yeah they tryna Do us greasy I fucked a hunnid bitches Got me feeling like i'm easy Could of copped a range But fucked it off on p's With my friends Should've copped a hellcat Or pulled of that lot in a Benz After this i wont say that shit again If its up you better duck If i see that boy in public Little nigga don't get stuck I add ten to the twenty like I'm adding to the pump niggas sliding on thin ice I ain't never gave a f*ck Hockey sticks out in public Bout to hit em like a puck No vehicle ass nigga , But he went and got some runtz Nigga f*ck a top fifty You niggas lame as hell Y'all be dick sucking rappers, And they going to jail Y'all be lying to these niggas Saying they hard as hell You know lying is a sin, So you going to hell Gang