[Verse 1: Bizzy Crook] Who would of thought this n***a from Miami Would of made it to Los Angeles, to party after Grammy's n***as up in Hollywood, and we ain't with the Cosby family Watching sweet tooth b**hes doing nose candy The stars in the sky, Yeah Im feeling like Vangogh Hope this reality show doesnt get cancelled Hollywood a** n***a, rolling with street kids Designer logos on thats the mark of the beast sh** Cause I practically sold my soul to be driven in limousines Cause reality really k**s, sh** I rather live in a dream All of a sudden, these n***as is dissing me When they know damn well that they would of did it if they was me Check this out, last Christmas I set up the Christmas tree I ain't get sh**, and lost my Grandfather on Christmas Eve Damn, so much for presents Lifes a piece of cake, but so much for seconds [Hook: Khan] We at the top of the world now Of the world now, tell them its over now Cause I dont really wanna' go from here Go home from here, heard it gets lonely here But Im just really loving it all now 'Till it falls down, tell them its on for now Cause I dont really wanna go home from here Go home from here, heard it gets lonely here I guess we'll realize that later on [Verse 2: Bizzy Crook] I got a girl at home She probably not alone She probably f**ing someone He probably not as cold b**h Im a rolling stone So Im forever gone Flow cold enough to make winter go put a sweater on Fly as hell, in my YSL, you n***as see Of course I wear my heart on my sleeve, b**h thats that CDG Holy sh**, damn, mother Teresa Iced the Jesus piece up, forgive me Jesus! Tell the son of the morning, im the man of the evening Man this is what they all tried to Prevent? I guess that we even This gotta be the after life b**hes so bad, they wonder what that a** is like They looking mad tonight Ask them n***as how it feel to be straight And they dont know its like you asked a dyke sh**, sin city I told them to win with me Ill just put this on my tap 'till whenever these sins get me, lord [Hook: Khan]