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Artiste:
Princess Nokia
Titre:
At The Top
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Fuck a co-sign, doing mine, I was made to shine Lights so bright, little bitch, and I could make you blind Don't nobody care in this world, everything is cold Like my heart in the morgue, everything's a tag a toe I ain't suckin' dick for no play, must be out your mind Gettin' on my knees, tryna please, must be suicide We won't get along 'cause it's wrong, I'm not tryna change They would do you dirty in a hurry [?] I don't want your clout or a pic that's a fuckin' joke Some make me sick with the shit that they tryna smoke You can play pretend with your friends that I ain't the shit You can keep ignorin' all the facts and what I really did You can try to front all my life that I came up Million off a mixtape, that's a fact and I don't need to front People think I'm wack, but they suckin' dick The money I'm gettin' makes everyone sick It get lonely at the top and I do it by myself I got everything I want without anybody help Do you think I give a fuck? Only care about myself I'm a stone-cold killer, couple notches on my belt It get lonely at the top and I do it by myself I got everything I want without anybody help Do you think I give a fuck? Only care about myself I'm a stone-cold killer, couple notches on my belt I don't front for the 'Gram, this is just who I am I don't ride on no wave, I don't tag on no plan I don't fuck for no clout, I don't beg for no man I don't care about fame, I just care about bands I came out of the mud and I smile 'cause I can People look down on me, on account who I am And they point and they judge, they do not understand And they talking on me but I don't give a damn Back to back tour, even more, I'm a superstar Throwin' shots at me, bitch please, I see everything Only problem now is your grind make you look weak I am fuckin' grown, ain't no little girl in the street I'm nice to all, I don't gotta beef I just want the bag, and you can have the street It get lonely at the top and I do it by myself I got everything I want without anybody help Do you think I give a fuck? Only care about myself I'm a stone-cold killer, couple notches on my belt It get lonely at the top and I do it by myself I got everything I want without anybody help Do you think I give a fuck? Only care about myself I'm a stone-cold killer, couple notches on my belt