Cold As Hell - Top So Lonely lyrics

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Cold As Hell - Top So Lonely lyrics

[Hook: Anterluz] A n***a roll with the punches where I reside Odds was against me n***a, but I survived Top get lonely, it get lonely, the top so lonely, it get lonely n***a I rose from the bushes where I was defined Some need a chrome just to live through another night Top get lonely, it's so lonely, yeah it get lonely, it get lonely, n***a [Verse: Anterluz] Son of Mrs. Coady, The Phillip blood is potent Ain't sh**, that a n***a still doing, the same sh** can show me Rose from the dirt, on the third day, Jehova resurrected, one and only Could have got murked on the nights that I skipped the club Hedge of protection on my life, I didn't know of My pops told me Yo, this the way I grew up So chances are son, this the way you'll grow up f** that, flipped a different card, lifting off Look at my daughters eyes, and see the future, this is ours What a merciful god, I am but a sinner I am but a n***a to society, but I'm am a winner I ain't been the same since we was having canned chicken for dinner So I grind hard, had to get my sh** up What you n***as thought exactly wasn't gonna be Is actually what happened feel sorry for who front on me [Hook: Anterluz] A n***a roll with the punches where I reside Odds was against me n***a, but I survived Top get lonely, it get lonely, the top so lonely, it get lonely n***a I rose from the bushes where I was defined Some need a chrome just to live through another night Top get lonely, it's so lonely, yeah it get lonely, it get lonely, n***a [Verse: Lyrical] Give me a bottle of that champagne, but make it cold Bittersweet celebration got me zipping slow, slow, slow In fine feather, no moss, still a rolling stone Cause ain't no satisfaction til' my pockets full of gold And we, came from the same place of not having at all So in the back of my mind, I'm scared of losing it all But f** it, 80's baby Imma get it til I'm caked up, shape up Been on my cardio, pushing them weights up In the lab we cutting we cutting records like they lotto tickets R Les conversations, (sshh) mind ya business Not suicidal, let me drown in the spotlight Best served cold like a plate from pop eyes Circle getting smaller, money getting tighter Never doubted the minutes counting down on the timer Took a leap of faith, still free falling Catch me if you can, I'm not pausing, all in [Hook: Anterluz] A n***a roll with the punches where I reside Odds was against me n***a, but I survived Top get lonely, it get lonely, the top so lonely, it get lonely n***a I rose from the bushes where I was defined Some need a chrome just to live through another night Top get lonely, it's so lonely, yeah it get lonely, it get lonely, n***a

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