Lonely Wiley (Ft. Cam'ron, Gudda Gudda, JasonMartin & J.R. Writer)

[Hook: Wiley]
Now we living good
Had a couple hits
Still find me in the hood
Rolling with a couple chicks
Everyday I go to work
Because ain't nobody owe me
People wonder what it's like there
They saying "Hey, can you show me?'"
I tell them at the top it's lonely
I tell them at the top it's lonely

[Verse 1: Problem]
At the top it's lonely as fuck, Problem, Diamond Lane
Yeah, what, hell yeah it is, shit
But I'd rather be lonely than broke
I'm bubbling like fish, boy
Heavy if I care about a bitch
Shit, It's all about my squad
Diamond Lane, my gang, working hoes like jobs
You remember '010 when the boy got robbed
Tell her I'm in a strip club, I throw it up like live
Bitch catch it, hoe get naked, fast
There's money in my future, everything else, pass
Like yeah, yeah so behind me
Girls got me so gone you can't even find me
Practice origami, I work that paper
Hoe I'm out the eighties, so hit my pager
If you trying to fuck with a nigga like me
Especially if your pussy sweeter than iced tea