Lonely

Now we're living good

Had a couple hits

Still find me in the hood

Rolling with a couple chicks

But everyday I go to work

'Cause ain't nobody owe me

People wonder what it's like there

They're saying "hey, can you show me?"

I tell 'em at the top it's lonely

I tell 'em at the top it's lonely

Hell yeah it is, shit

But I'd rather be lonely than broke

I'm bubbling like fizz boy

Ask me if I care about a bitch (nope)

Shit, it's all about my squad

Diamond Lane my gang, working hoes like jobs

Still remember '010 when the boy got robbed

So when I'm in the strip club I throw it up like lobs

Bitch catch it, I'm getting naked fast

Money is my future, everything else pass like ass

Yeah it's so behind me

Drugs got me so gone you can't even find me

Practice origami, I work that paper

Hoe I'm out to ante so hit my pager

If you tryna fuck with a nigga like me

Especially if your pussy's sweeter than Hi-C

Now we're living good

Had a couple hits

Still find me in the hood

Rolling with a couple chicks

But everyday I go to work

'Cause ain't nobody owe me

People wonder what it's like there

They're saying "hey, can you show me?"

I tell 'em at the top it's lonely

I tell 'em at the top it's lonely

Over time, I go to work

You know the grind, I own the first

Overshine, the shorty thirst

How she know the rhyme? You would think she wrote the verse

True shit, true fit

You don't hear me dirty nigga? Get a Q tip

I'm what hood all about

Your new bitch, getting wood in her mouth, toothpick

I do this, you're clueless

I ain't the one that you should wanna fool with

I'm a full bitch, with a full clip

That'll make a full clique do a full flip, right

Still heavy in the heights

Henny on ice, semi on tight

But I got a nigga that'll send 'em on sight

And yeah I used to get it off white

But now we're good

Now we're living good

Had a couple hits

Still find me in the hood

Rolling with a couple chicks

But everyday I go to work

'Cause ain't nobody owe me

People wonder what it's like there

They're saying "hey, can you show me?"

I tell 'em at the top it's lonely

I tell 'em at the top it's lonely

Ain't nothing just chilling

Sitting on top of the money I'm getting

Leaning in the coupe sitting sideways

And the road to the riches is my highway

Getting money from London to New Orleans

Underground legend, I'm none of these new artists

That's your girl nigga?

I hit her once and cut her off like a bad signal

YMCMB Gudda

Add another Gudda, now you gotta pay me double man

Give me 50 feet 'cause I'm a hand full of trouble

I'm just tryna double up my paper on the double

East side boy, we in this bitch

Got a toilet bowl flow, man I been that shit

Nina on me, I extend that clip

'Cause on the streets of the beat I can send that hit

Now we're living good

Had a couple hits

Still find me in the hood

Rolling with a couple chicks

But everyday I go to work

'Cause ain't nobody owe me

People wonder what it's like there

They're saying "hey, can you show me?"

I tell 'em at the top it's lonely

I tell 'em at the top it's lonely

In the building it's K-K-Killa

50 Dutches rolled up, all vanilla

Hand the weed like a chinchilla

Fly, no propellers

Wine, in the cellar

So rock to some fellas

House, cars, for years I done did it fam

Need money lessons? Get a Cam

Papi dropped off a hundred, get the pans

Cook it up picture perfect, Instagram

And the work is out

My mistress and my girlfriend arguing, told 'em work it out

You could battle on your knees, twerk it out

Or you could battle on your knees, slurp it out

And the winter they could chill on my right arm

Get a G, Givenchy snake skin python

Fist in the air, right on

Come enjoy some ice nights at Rake Park

Now we're living good

Had a couple hits

Still find me in the hood

Rolling with a couple chicks

But everyday I go to work

'Cause ain't nobody owe me

People wonder what it's like there

They're saying "hey, can you show me?"

I tell 'em at the top it's lonely

I tell 'em at the top it's lonely