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Slim Thug

The Top

 

The Top

(Album: Hogg Life: The Beginning - 2015)


Ay, thugga
It's time to keep it real with these niggaz mayn, ha

It's so lonely at the top, so many phonies at the top
Fake friends wanna see you fall, haters wanna see you drop
The same bitch you laying with, will be the same bitch to call the cops
Own family fucking over you, trying to take a piece of your knot
You bitches ain't right with me, you niggaz ain't paying fees
I put in work for this money, y'all wasn't losing no sleep
That's why I like roll one deep, in that big move same through them streets
You niggaz hoping for handouts, y'all ain't trying to eat
I'm trying to live like a king, you niggaz ain't got no dream
That's why I don't fuck with broke niggaz, it's only hogs on my team
Bunch of bosses, made me I still want mo'
If you ain't trying to be on top, what you hustling fo'

[Chorus:]
It's so lonely at the top, so lonely at the top
Use to be my best friend, but now he wanna see me shot
It's so lonely at the top, so lonely at the top
Use to be my ol' lady, but now she wanna see me locked
It's so lonely at the top, so lonely at the top
Ery'body want your paper, until your paper run out
It's so lonely at the top, so lonely at the top
Can't even trust your own family, they stealing out the stash spot hol' up

Same bitch in the bed, be the one to set me up
Send them killers in the crib, let em come wet me up
Mad cause she found out, about some bitch I fucked
The game fucked up mayn, I don't know who to trust
So I roll strapped judge in my lap, gotta keep these hating niggaz off me
If it's fuck me nigga fuck you, that's what these streets done taught me
I'm on my grind don't cut my line, with what you hearing bout me
I ain't worried bout what broke niggaz say, what the fuck them niggaz bought me
Cost me a lot of friends, when I went and got me ends
Use to see smiles and grins, till that jealousy set in
Ain't trying to see the pen', so I bought a two do' Benz
These niggaz turning bitch, and them bitches crooked like men

[Chorus]

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