[Intro]
Fat boy behind a lot of your favorite flows, man
Pay attention (uh)

[Verse 1]
Ghostwriter, blunt lighter
Write a rapper's song, then go buy a home
Lyrics they recite, these are words I own
Every album that I made, I did it on my own
Melodies that I would barter, any label the starter
Any n***a with cheddar, I bet I can make it better
Wanna live the life, so they gotta pay the fee
Last ten years, everybody came to me
Politicians, propositions, bottom bitches washing dishes
No auditions for these bitches, many scriptures we've written
Came from the mud, I used to piss in the tub
If you never felt love, then I considered you blood
Charging for the verses, throw in the chorus
Slip-N-Slide fucked me, friendship was then aborted
Publishing was something I would have to earn back
So I wrote so many songs I would deserve that
In return, I wrote them things that would alter the world
Could say some names, many names as my words'll confirm
As my words'll confirm
As my words'll confirm

[Hook]
It gets so lonely at the top
It gets so lonely at the top
I get so lonely at the top
I get so lonely at the top
I get so lonely at the top
I get so lonely at the top
It be so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top
Uh, I be so lonely at the top

[Verse 2]
Fell in love with the travel, carry-ons and what have you
If a n***a came at you, then he was trying to pat you
Ghostwriter put a check on a n***as head
You never knew I let the table, 'cause he hid his hand
Remember receiving words of wisdom from Jimmy Henchman
I lit a blunt in his honor when he received his sentence
So many successful entertainers with tax problems
DMX went homeless, and heard he back robbing
Rozay won't be a old n***a with back problems
In the back of the Maybach with black Tanya
I went out the *** when I kicked it with ***
Met *** for the first, all the things I could say
[Hook]
It gets so lonely at the top
It gets so lonely at the top
I get so lonely at the top
I get so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top

[Verse 3]
My ego's intact, my pen is unique
Any pressure, we come with sticks like they do at Philippe's
God gave me a gift, therefore I shared it with them
Ghostwriter publisher, such a beautiful friend
We give them the slang, we lease them the swag
Tell them where they can hang, tell them what they should wear
Cheers to the hustlers, bitches who wanna fuck us
Ghostwriter never know when they coming to touch us
My team in fatigues, diamonds drip to my knees
Mike Caren a leach, you all be deceased
Culture is mine, these words I define
If you need you a hit, I could give you some lines
I could pick you the beat, I should write you the hook
You should sit back and smoke, all royalties took
All royalties took (ha ha ha ha)
All royalties took
[Hook]
It gets so lonely at the top
It gets so lonely at the top
I get so lonely at the top
I get so lonely at the top
I get so lonely at the top
I get so lonely at the top
It be so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top
I be so lonely at the top