dreams To lust and squander all When the last horizon is reached, the final challenge won, What then will fill the void of at last being content?
stop it Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster I'mma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'mma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert
party at the Buckingham palace Which means I gotta fly like a movie no commercial That's Young Money, Cash Money, ya I'm universal I hear they comin' for me Because the top is lonely
mad at my flesh, my flesh hates my own bones My brain hates my heart, my heart makes the songs Though my songs come from the father I'm lonely, hold me
do what you got and apply yourself/Mess around and be by yourself, right with yourself, nigga look at yourself in the dark lost and lonely and trippin
want all these snapped in it's back in the day Like a tall tee tag I need that whip clean G What's the weather gon be? Drop top, no drips on this upholstery
I want all these snapped in his back in the day Like a tall tee tag I need that whip clean G What's the weather gon be? Drop top, no drips on this (supoustry
I (and I) won't stop till my grand kids' grand kids sittin on dollars And I ain't even a father, nigga Call me your majesty, (talk to em) I'm young black
my cars, waiter bringing me plates Shrimp and fillet Mignon, we celebrate buying drinks Wit a couple of broads my nigga's who got love for me It's lonely at the top
knew he was broke They say damn, Yeezy Yeezy, you don't know us no more You got that big fame homie, and you just changed homie You can ask big homie, man the top sure lonely I ain't lyin?, so lonely
Muhammed in his prime I'm snuffin my enemies at the primetime They watchin They plottin They be prayin for my downfall I'm still Risin To the top and
I Sit Here Lonely For Days Everyday At My Window My Living Room Window Thinkin bout U I Watch The Kids As They Play What Happened 2 The Nitendo Where
On Racks) [Chorus:] Got Campaigne Going So Strong Getting Brain While Im Talking On Da Phone Spend Money When Ya Money's Long Real Street Niggas Aint No Clone We At Da Top
greed. Chorus It's like a jungle, sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under, I keep from going under x2 Random deaths on the block, young
& new you're a genius from the bottom to the top you made yourself you never stop you're an a-plus you look too young to
You're on top of the world You're on top of the world And you can't get any higher You're on top of the world You're on top of the world tonight It wasn
lacy Little lamb' or 'lilly pad!' Just wanna live for loudness, And don't say I'm too young. I was born to go luh-luh-luh At the top of my luh-luh
saying All my balling homeboys Ya know what I' saying Up in the hills (ghetto memories) Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces You know, doing good It's lonely at the top