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I'm on a bag today, no lag today
Money sweet, slow creep, no drag today
No jack, no slack, no pack today
No glass, no weed, no sag today
We blessed today, no stress today
We're still underground, no rest today
Play after play, didn't come to play
Like a bee on a honey, get stung today
On drip today, money flip today
Pulling up in a brand new whip today
Stay true today, skip you today
You drove out here, we flew today
First class today, no pass today
No credit, we pumpin' out cash today
Movin' fast today, got to slow it down
Go on baby doll, we hold it down
Bank roll phat no foldin' down
King to the rap, goated crown
Most of ya'll cap, bozo clowns
Bozo clowns, bozo clowns
Freak like a freezer, movin' like Caesar
Just like a pizza, want extra cheese, uh
No Mona Lisa, but I paint pictures
Hit up Wockesha, pass me the liquor
Sicker than sicker, plain is gone, dripper
Extra security with extra clippers
Jewelry toolery, pockets got thicker
Money train just like The Rock and I'm jigga
Jewelry toolery, pockets got thicker
Money train just like The Rock and I'm jigga
Jewelry toolery, pockets got thicker
Money train just like The Rock and I'm jigga, ooh
Too many times I let them get the best of me
I'm giving them a better me, it is destiny
And, I really thought that my flaws would be the death of me
I am not an enemy, you got to let me be
I been on my own on the bottom
I'll be all alone at the top
I been on my own on the bottom
I'll be all alone at the top
I been on my own on the bottom
I'll be all alone at the top
I been on my own on the bottom
I'll be all alone at the top
Funny, how I went up that ladder
Only to fall back down
Then they act like I don't matter
The moment that I hit that ground
But, I came back with a swagger
The moment that I made one sound
Now, I'm ripping out that dagger
That you had to put in me, I'll give it back now
See, I don't want a thing that you own
You were rollin' with Bizzy, I'm gettin' Krayzie with Bone
When I fell down the hill, thought you didn't have a phone
Cause you never hit me up when I was out of my zone
Bitter, how each friend became an enemy
You got in my head and it fucked me up mentally
Luckily for you, I did learn to deal with empathy
But you can't be the death of me
Get out of my head
Go on, leave me
You always walk away
For you it is easy
I could write another book, but you wouldn't believe me
You wouldn't have made it without me, you need me
Even if there ain't proof, in your head you know it
I'm a walkin' opportunity, all you did was blow it
You got mad one day then we ran away
All we ever wanted was a chance to play
Did we ever get it? No
Now along the road we go
And, I don't want to see you again, you're not my friend
You're my foe
At least that is how you act
Let me take your blade right out of my back
There
You can have that
I don't need it no more and that is a fact
Too many times I let them get the best of me
I'm giving them a better me, it is destiny
And, I really thought that my flaws would be the death of me
I am not an enemy, you got to let me be
I been on my own on the bottom
I'll be all alone at the top
I been on my own on the bottom
I'll be all alone at the top
I been on my own on the bottom
I'll be all alone at the top
I been on my own on the bottom
I'll be all alone at the top



Writer(s): Patrick Houston, Eric Tyler Copyright: Tunecore Global



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