Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast The fool retaliated so I had to think fast Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day? I'm tryin' to

(We're higher than a motherfucker) Star ships were meant to fly Hands up and touch the sky Let's do this one more time Can't stop 'cause we’re so high Get on the floor, floor Like it's your last chance If you want more, more Then here I am

Bitch you got me fucked up Came with my whole gang 20 of us walked up Fuck you mean you need to see ID? What you mean? Have the owner come and get me Talkin' shit, you tryna start what? Better have them bottles ready If not, bitch you got me fucked up

You get one shot, don't fuck it up, turn to my enemy I can't feel your vibe if you telling lies, that's not my energy Girl, that's not my energy, so get the fuck away from me I like good girls, these bad girls, they not meant for me (nah) I like good

When I wake up Only money is on my mind Only hunnits is on my mind Before I had money I swear that I had no life Now I get drunk and I'm smokin' weed Poppin' pills all the time You say you wanna fuck all of my niggas You read my mind

Glowin' up, glowin' up, glowin' up Glow up, glow up I say, Lord be my savior When it come to gettin' this paper Please protect me from my haters Just save me and I won't save her Say Amen (Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen) Yeah, they're fuckboys and they can't win

God only knows why we were born to burn He doesn't fucking love us The sons and daughters that you wished to forget A desperate picture of God's regret Are we perfect mistakes? Or almighty fuck ups? One thing's for sure, he doesn't fucking love us

When you wake up before you brush your teeth You grab your strap, nigga Only time you get down on your knees Shooting craps, nigga Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas God blessin' all the trap niggas Told yourself a million times, you

Losin' my balance You don't listen every time I try to, try to And I told you I don't need love, but I might probably fuck it up, oh, ayy (told you) Drinkin' too much, but let me get another cup, oh (told you) Swear I, I, I, I, I, I, I (told you)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Young rich nigga, smoking weed when I wanna King of fucking everything Wake up in the morning, grab my trees and I get to it Young nigga, I do my own thing so let me do it If you wanna know a thing about me, I'm 'bout my paper Fuck