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Lonely At The Top (feat. YUVG $HIESTY J)

by MoneyMar

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Why you think your bitch a lick When any nigga can hit You wanna be thug so bad, your whole friend group's a snitch You claim you tryna get rich, but you ain't on shit If the cops try to tell me something, I'll just fuckin' plead the fifth My bro slapped the fuck out of a nigga like he's Will Smith My foes tryna give me some advice I ain't hear shit Yall, don't hear shit, but my chain's dangling and shit I don't take no advice, but my bros cuz motherfuckers be 2 faced and shit Yeah, I'm pourin' up Got that dope cup, and I got that pressure round stay bitch, I'm goin' up Don't be talkin' bout my shit Boof, and you know this shit get you high as fuck This my fifth time pourin' up No wonder a nigga actin' dumb, nigga, I'm actin' up Got this pain in my heart, man, I'm just tryna feel numb Let me tell you something I once heard, alright Don't go broke for tryin' to look like you're not broke Boy, you should know that you is nothing but a joke Like the bang bros, me and bro fucked on your hoe And you still want her, man, you know that shit is just gross Stick to my flow in my lane, getting dough They don't know how I do it, man, these niggas too slow Got a gun, but you ain't got no ammo Bros was tryna buy a big chop like he's Rambo Freestylin' up on the beat, I don't write shit down hating on me cuz I touch more money, man, you's a clown I'm all around in my town, smokin' gas, doin' plays too You a stupid nigga, you don't have a clue what I do You a stupid nigga, you don't have a clue what I do and you talk crazy, I know you ain't really like that Yeah, I understand you chasin' your bag but dissing me ain't gon' get you a free pass Yeah, I try to be nice, but it's like the devil wants me to go mad I tried to stay in my own lane, but niggas just want smoke And I ain't gon' tell them no I tried to squash shit back then, but now I see they took a nigga as a joke I tried to put a buddy on, but they didn't see the vision You think about how you gon' spend the bread, but not how you gon' get it made a name for myself, nigga, don't get shit twisted Yuvg J, Young Chapo, nigga, I'm really fuckin' connected Selling only za and, you know they sellin' I ain't worried about no fuck, nigga, actin' like you press me Actin' like you all high and mighty, nigga, come and get me

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