Top so Lonely - Cold As Hell

A nigga roll with the punches where I reside

Odds was against me nigga, but I survived

Top get lonely, it get lonely, the top so lonely, it get lonely

Nigga I rose from the bushes where I was defined

Some need a chrome just to live through another night

Top get lonely, it’s so lonely, yeah it get lonely, it get lonely, nigga

Son of Mrs. Coady, The Phillip blood is potent

Ain’t shit, that a nigga still doing, the same shit can show me

Rose from the dirt, on the third day, Jehova resurrected, one and only

Could have got murked on the nights that I skipped the club

Hedge of protection on my life, I didn’t know of

My pops told me Yo, this the way I grew up

So chances are son, this the way you’ll grow up

Fuck that, flipped a different card, lifting off

Look at my daughters eyes, and see the future, this is ours

What a merciful god, I am but a sinner

I am but a nigga to society, but I’m am a winner

I ain’t been the same since we was having canned chicken for dinner

So I grind hard, had to get my shit up

What you niggas thought exactly wasn’t gonna be

Is actually what happened feel sorry for who front on me

A nigga roll with the punches where I reside

Odds was against me nigga, but I survived

Top get lonely, it get lonely, the top so lonely, it get lonely

Nigga I rose from the bushes where I was defined

Some need a chrome just to live through another night

Top get lonely, it’s so lonely, yeah it get lonely, it get lonely, nigga

Give me a bottle of that champagne, but make it cold

Bittersweet celebration got me zipping slow, slow, slow

In fine feather, no moss, still a rolling stone

Cause ain’t no satisfaction til' my pockets full of gold

And we, came from the same place of not having at all

So in the back of my mind, I’m scared of losing it all

But fuck it, 80's baby Imma get it til I’m caked up, shape up

Been on my cardio, pushing them weights up

In the lab we cutting we cutting records like they lotto tickets

R Les conversations, (sshh) mind ya business

Not suicidal, let me drown in the spotlight

Best served cold like a plate from pop eyes

Circle getting smaller, money getting tighter

Never doubted the minutes counting down on the timer

Took a leap of faith, still free falling

Catch me if you can, I’m not pausing, all in

A nigga roll with the punches where I reside

Odds was against me nigga, but I survived

Top get lonely, it get lonely, the top so lonely, it get lonely

Nigga I rose from the bushes where I was defined

Some need a chrome just to live through another night

Top get lonely, it’s so lonely, yeah it get lonely, it get lonely, nigga