Lonely at the Top - Conejo

No One Ever Loved Me

But My Mom And My Sisters

He’s Out Of Thee Equation

Like I Wish They Missed Em

So Not Even A Christmas Card

Situation Complex

And It Make It Hard

I Understand Though

But It Still Effect Me

G — O — D

The Only One That Could Check Me

If They Arrest Me

Then It Was Meant To Be

It Was Meant To Go Down

It Was Destiny

But They Know It

It’s A Weak Ass Case

Fools Went To The News

To Show My Face

It’s Not That I’m Scared

But They Doing Us Dirty

Ese Breaking Homies Off

With No Less Than 30

Con La Ele

You Might End Up My Celly

On A Level 4 Yard

Upstate Where They Send Me

So Lend Me

Your Fucken Ear

Cause I Gotta A Gangster Rap

That I Want You To Hear

They Say It’s Lonely At The Top

It’s Even More At The Bottom

I Forgive My Enemies

Even Though That I Fought Em

I Shot Em

If They Was Slipping I Caught Em

But It’s A Game Of Thrones

When You Making You’re Bones

They Say It’s Lonely At The Top

We Living Worst At The Bottom

He Jump Over My Gate

And Pits Will Maul Em

My Dogs Barking

They Say We Crossed The Line

So Muthafuckers Think It’s Better

That We Bleed Out And Die

I’m A Specter

To This Town

And No One Even Notice

That I Ain’t From Around

I’m Looking At The People

Kind Of Make Me Sad

Looking Through The Murder Book

Kind Of Make Me Mad

On How They Trying To Pin

Flip Testimony

Twisting Up A Statement

Trying To Put The Shit On Me

Lawyer Call Me

Hello Mr Martin

The D.A.

Want A War

With A Fucken Spartan

So This Is What You Find

At The Summit

There’s Always Someone Out There

Wanna See You Plummet

But I Run It

With Absolute Control

But It’s Them Bottom Muthafuckers

Of The Totem Pole

That’s Getting Old

And Full Of Envy

They Wanna See Me Gone

A Tragic Ending

So I’m Sending

Out This Kite

You About To Get Sprayed

If You Don’t Get Right

They Say It’s Lonely At The Top

It’s Even More At The Bottom

I Forgive My Enemies

Even Though That I Fought Em

I Shot Em

If They Was Slipping I Caught Em

But It’s A Game Of Thrones

When You Making You’re Bones

They Say It’s Lonely At The Top

We Living Worst At The Bottom

He Jump Over My Gate

And Pits Will Maul Em

My Dogs Barking

They Say We Crossed The Line

So Muthafuckers Think It’s Better

That We Bleed Out And Die