At the Top

[Killer Mike] I'm sittin' at the top, I got a bird's eye view Downtown condo purchased by the birds I flew Actually I purchased this with the words I drew Reminiscin' on the days when the birds I flew Bird flu money got a nigga hot like fever Life's a cold bitch but I ain't ever trying to leave her I'mma get them dollars, pour bottles and fuck some models Write a song about it, do the same shit tomorrow Ay I tried to tell my bitch that I can't sit or fuckin' nap Till I'm sitting on top like a Braves fitted cap Got my name jumpin' out the floor and straight up through the roof Now I got them hoes jumpin' out their clothes and in the coupe Then I take 'em to the condo, rip 'em all, cut 'em loose Tell 'em see y'all in the morning ladies I got shit to do Then it's back to the money, to the hustle and the griz-ind If a bitch think she trumps that she's out her motherfucking miz-zind [Hook] [Killer Mike] Hoes used to laugh, said a nigga look like Re-Run Now these bitches sweating me on MTV and re-runs Now them hoes is lucky to get in the club that we run Now I shine and ball on a bitch, neon neon She play her husband like a peon just to get peed on Tell my patna Sleepy, can't believe the shit that we on Cold hearted macks for the stacks we pumpin' freon Space age pimpin' with that above and beyond Pimpin' like a young 8Ball or MJG son Pimpin' harder, riding a foreign, not no Nissan Ride in black and white Benz, look like a penguin New woman wit' me flew in from Cali but she from England She model, pretty, long black hair, and do some singin' She better than whoever but never had a hit record She wanna get together and get married forever I thought about Kelis and said no bitch I'm 'bout my cheddar