Lonely lyrics

Artist  : Puff Daddy 
Song : Lonely
 


{*Kokane begins stutter-singing the word
lonely*}

[P. Diddy]
This goes out to my
nigga B.I.G.
Listen to me playboy, check dis
out
I go, on and on and on and
Won't take
her to the crib unless she's bonin'
PD call
her on the phone and
Promise I'll leave her
moanin'
Now she zonin'
Tellin' me she's all
alone and
Love the dark chocolate tone
and
Ahead of my time, I live what's said in my
rhymes
The cars and the chedda is mine
We
ain't, the type to sit back and lose
focus
Spit that mack-a-docious
Most
ferocious
Cash all in my holsters
Burn more
bread than toasters
You must know this, the
cats I'm with is the coldest
Hip-hop quota but
quote this
Back on the track again, thats whats
happenin'
Please believe it, we on top and
won't leave it

[Chorus:
Kokane]
Sometimes I feel like I'm
lonely
And sometimes I feel like I'm
lonely

[Kain]
Uh, uh, yeah
Ey yo
C-I-O-F-F-I-E
Q-U-double E-N-Z
Come on ma
your riding with me
Leave the lame respect the
game
When you hanging on my arm you expect the
same
And, extasy when you sex the Kain
I,
only link with the wealthiest
And only cop
jewels if it drop celcius
Now, you can run but
you can never hide
But, where you go when the
temperature rise
It's Bad Boy see death in ya
eyes
Kain Cioffe the next on the
rise
Damagin' shit hot stamina split
You
got screwball raps we the hammerin'
clique
Limo, the club, and the cameras'll
flip
Money, music women son we standin' in it
HA!

[Chorus]

[Mark Curry]
Yo,
yo, yo, yo
Don't panic, don't take this for
granted
I did then still do and always ran
it
A lot to gain when I say I'm off the
chain
The shit I spit...burn flames
Who's
controllin' this
I can make the bitches
grin
Cuz I get money and run with the richest
men
Knockin' at ya door it's Curry
again
Been down since the jump off
begin
You know who I am
Don't get it all
twisted up
Get the cash to my hands be all
blistered up
We can pick it up, we can drop it
low
Recognize what it is when I come through
the door
Not partyin' and pimpin', I walk wit
a limp
Once I took it to the top I ain't fell
off since
Stay high stay fly stay cool in the
fan
Ain't none of y'all seein' ya man
Get a
grip niggas

[Chorus]

[Kokane]
(On
guard, defend yo' self) It's lonely at the top hey
hey (repeated twice)

{*Kokane fades out
stutter-singing the word lonely*}