Lonely

[Hook: Wiley] Now we living good Had a couple hits Still find me in the hood Rolling with a couple chicks Everyday I go to work Because ain't nobody owe me People wonder what it's like there They saying "Hey, can you show me?'" I tell them at the top it's lonely I tell them at the top it's lonely [Verse 1: Problem] At the top it's lonely as fuck, Problem, Diamond Lane Yeah, what, hell yeah it is, shit But I'd rather be lonely than broke I'm bubbling like fish, boy Heavy if I care about a bitch Shit, It's all about my squad Diamond Lane, my gang, working hoes like jobs You remember '010 when the boy got robbed Tell her I'm in a strip club, I throw it up like live Bitch catch it, hoe get naked, fast There's money in my future, everything else, pass Like yeah, yeah so behind me Girls got me so gone you can't even find me Practice origami, I work that paper Hoe I'm out the eighties, so hit my pager If you trying to fuck with a nigga like me Especially if your pussy sweeter than iced tea [Hook] Now we living good Had a couple hits Still find me in the hood Rolling with a couple chicks Everyday I go to work Because ain't nobody owe me People wonder what it's like there They saying "Hey, can you show me?'" I tell them at the top it's lonely I tell them at the top it's lonely [Verse 2: J.R. Writer] Overtime, I go to work You know the grind, I own the first Always shy, the shorties' thirst How she know the rhyme, you would think she wrote the verse True shit, true fit You don't hear me dirty nigga, get a Q-tip I'm all hood, all about Your new bitch (What?) Getting wood in the mouth, toothpick I do this, you clueless I ain't the one that you should wanna fool with I'm a fool, bitch, with a full clip That'll make a fool click and do a full flip Right, still heavy in the heights Henny on ice, semi on tight I got a nigga that'll set them on sight And yeah, I used to get it off white [Hook] Now we living good Had a couple hits Still find me in the hood Rolling with a couple chicks Everyday I go to work Because ain't nobody owe me People wonder what it's like there They saying "Hey, can you show me?'" I tell them at the top it's lonely I tell them at the top it's lonely [Verse 3: Gudda Gudda] Ain't nothing just chillin' Sitting on top of the money I'm gettin' Leaning in the coupe sitting sideways In the road to the riches in my highway Getting money from London and New Orleans Underground legend, I'm none of these new 'all this' (Phone rings) That's your girl, nigga I hit her once and cut her off like a bad signal YMCMB Gudda Add another Gudda now you gotta pay me double man Give me 50 feet because I'm a hand full of trouble I'm just trying to double up my paper, on the double Eastside, boy we in this bitch Got a toilet bowl flow, man I been that shit Nina on me, iced in that clip Because on the streets or the beat, I can send that heat [Hook] Now we living good Had a couple hits Still find me in the hood Rolling with a couple chicks Everyday I go to work Because ain't nobody owe me People wonder what it's like there They saying "Hey, can you show me?'" I tell them at the top it's lonely I tell them at the top it's lonely [Verse 4: Cam'Ron] In the building it's K-K-Killa Fifty dutches rolled up, off vanilla Hand the weed like a chinchilla, fly, no propellers Wine, in the cellar, Ciroc, the sun fellas House cards, for years I done did it fam Need money lessons? Get a kid Papi dropped off a hunnit, [?] Cook it up picture perfect, Instagrams And the work is out, my mistress and my girlfriend arguing, told them work it out You could battle on your knees, twerk it out Or you could battle on your knees, slurp it out In the winter they could chill on my right arm Get a G eventually, snake skin, python Fists in the air, right arm Come enjoy some ice nights and right arms [Hook] Now we living good Had a couple hits Still find me in the hood Rolling with a couple chicks Everyday I go to work Because ain't nobody owe me People wonder what it's like there They saying "Hey, can you show me?'" I tell them at the top it's lonely I tell them at the top it's lonely