[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   'cause 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)