More songs by Joey Bada$$
Description
Associated Performer: Joey Bada$$
Lyricist, Composer: Jo-Vaughn Virginie
Producer, Composer, Lyricist: Aaron Kelley
Lyricist, Composer: Arno Sugarman
Lyricist, Composer: Miles Sugarman
Lyricist, Composer: Crosby Spagnoli
Producer: Boysarerolling
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: Joe Grasso
Assistant Mixing Engineer: Ryan Kelly
Lyrics and translation
Original
They say it's lonely at the top, so whatever you do
You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth, truth, truth
They say it's lonely at the top, so whatever you do
You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth, truth, truth
I been havin' flashbacks to the days of my youth
Right next to the trap was my grandmama's stoop
193 Vernon Ave, Tompkins and Throop
Where we used to be, take 'em back, back to the roots
Where any time we'd leave the block, we would move in cahoots
Getting harassed by the cops, hands up, don't shoot
They thought that we was sellin' rocks, I couldn't say we was not (true)
In fact, I couldn't say a lot 'cause it's just how I was taught (shh)
Guilty by association, that's a thing of my past
Had to cut off some relations to ensure I would last
Nowadays, ain't got no patience, I be moving too fast
If we ain't on the same vibration, then I'm shaking your ass
Now every time I spin the block, niggas be lookin' so mad
Seen my closest friends turn to opps, shit's so sad
Tryin' to pretend, but I know there's snakes in the grass
Lookin' through my lens, it be hard to face those facts
They say it's lonely at the top, so whatever you do
You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth, truth, truth
They say it's lonely at the top, so whatever you do
You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth, truth, truth
Can't find nobody to relate to these problems I have
I got 150 on the dash, pray to God I won't crash
I'm hopin' Allah take the wheel if I written my will
I keep my head up on a swivel when I play in the field
I'm paranoid, checkin' my mirrors like it's somethin' I feel
These streets don't play fair, so I keep my pistol concealed
'Cause I'm the type to say a prayer 'fore I catch my kill
Like as-salamu alaykum, swear this shit get real
Shit get
Swear this shit get real
Shit get
Shit too real
They say it's lonely at the top, so whatever you do
You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth, truth, truth