At the Top lyrics

[Intro: Killer Mike]
I hear you be like
"Michael, but I love you Michael
I can be you everything Michael, and-
One, one day you're gonna understand that, um
Y'know, those people around you, those girls
They don't really love you they're just there for the money"

[Verse 1: 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 n*gga hot like fever
Life a cold b*tch but I ain't ever trying to leave her
I'mma get them dollars, pour bottles and f*ck some models
Write a hit about it, do the same sh*t tomorrow
Ay I tried to tell my b*tch that I can't sit or f*ckin' 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 sh*t to do"
Then it's back to the money and the hustle and the griz-ind
If a b*tch think she trumps that she's out her motherf*cking miz-zind
[Hook: Lady G]
I'm 'bout my bread
They say I'm out my mind instead of here
I prefer to grind, just ask my b*tch
How many times she slept alone in our bed
Cuz I'm only tryin' to see her at the top
I'm only tryin' to see her at the top
I'm only tryin' to see her at the top
I'm only tryin' to see her at the top, I'm bout my guap
And I'm only tryin' to see her at the top

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
Hoes used to laugh, said a n*gga look like Re-Run
Now these b*tches 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 b*tch, neon neon
She play her husband like a peon just to get peed on
Tell my patna Sleepy, can't believe the sh*t 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 b*tch I'm 'bout my cheddar
[Hook: Lady G & Killer Mike]
I'm 'bout my bread
They say I'm out my mind instead of here
I prefer to grind, just ask my b*tch
How many times she slept alone in our bed
Cuz I'm only tryin' to see her at the top (No You are not worth more than my motherf*cking car)
I'm only tryin' to see her at the top (Cuz my car takes me back and forth to work)
I'm only tryin' to see her at the top (No You are not worth more than my motherf*cking house)
I'm only tryin' to see her at the top, I'm bout my guap (Cuz house keeps rain off my head, understand me)
And I'm only tryin' to see her at the top

[Outro: Killer Mike]
No you're not worth more than my motherf*cking music
Because my music is the reason I'm in your motherf*cking face
Hey, hey, grind, grind, grind, grind
Get money, get money, get money