When you on top, niggas gon' hate on you Bring out the Brink's truck, I'm young, fly and iced up (icy) 100 yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ay) 10,000 dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ay)

Leave me alone Leave me alone Nobody thinks what I think Nobody dreams when they blink Think things on the brink of blasphemy I'm my own shrink

Even if I wanted to I can't hide what I feel inside And just stop lovin' you I can't hold on But lettin' go Is something I can't do, is something I can't do I'm on the brink I can barely think With all of these thoughts