Killer Mike - At the Top lyrics

rate me

ft. Roscoe Dash

I'm sitting at the top I got a bird's eye view

Down town condo purchased by the bird's I flew

Actually I purchased this with the words I drew Reminiscence on the days when the bird's I Flew

Bird flu, money got a nigga hot like fever

Life a cold bitch but I ain't never trying to leave her

I'ma get them dollars, pour bottles and fuck some models

Write a hit about it and do the same shit tomorrow

Hey I try to tell my bitch that I can't sit or fucking nap…

Till I'm sitting on the top like a Braves fitted cap

Got my name jumping out the floor and straight up to the roof

Now I got them hoes jumping out their clothes and in the coup

Then I take them to the condo, rip them all, cut them loose

Tell them see y'all in the morning ladies, I got shit to do

Then it's back to the money and hustling and the Griz-ine

if a bitch think she trump that she out her motherfucking miz-ine

I'm bout my bread, they say I'm out my mind instead of here I prefer the grind, just ask my bitch, how many times she slept alone in our bed

Cause I'm only trying to see her at the top

only trying to see her at the top, only trying to see her at the top

only trying to see her at the top, only trying to see her at the top

about my guap and I'm only trying to see her at the top

Hoes used to laugh saying nigger look like rerun

Now these bitches sweating me on MTV and reruns

Now them hoes' just lucky to get in the club that we run

Now I shine and ball on a bitch, neon deon

She play her husband like a peon,

Just to get peed on

Tell my partner sleeping, can't believe this shit we on

Cold harded max for the stacks, we pumping freon

Space age pimping with that, above and beyond

Pimping like a young 8ball or MJG son

Pimping harder riding in a foreign

Not no Nissan

Ridding in, black and white Benz, look like a penguin

Lil woman with me flew in from Cali but she from England

She model pretty, long black hair, and do some singing

She better than whoever but never had a hit record

And she be like let’s get married, be together forever

I thought about Kelis and said Nah bitch, I'm bout my cheddar

I'm bout my bread, they say I'm out my mind instead of here I prefer the grind, just ask my bitch, how many times she slept alone in our bed

Cause I'm only trying to see her at the top

only trying to see her at the top, only trying to see her at the top

only trying to see her at the top, only trying to see her at the top

about my guap and I'm only trying to see her at the top.

Thanks to Joe Johnson for correcting these lyrics