I get high cause the lows can be so cold I might bend a little bit but I don't fold One time for my mind and two for yours I got food for your thoughts to sooth your soul Move along, nothing to see I grew up, a fuckin' screw up Tie my shoe up, wish they

We don't gotta leave this room Even if we never walk out that door For you to leave me wanting more You don't have to get dressed up for me tonight Girl don't get me starin' at you You look good in any light I know it's seven o'clock And know I've

Make that money Make that money, girl (Put the money in my hand, money in my hand) So get up on the throne (Queen) Now make that money, girl Stay up on a level so high they can't reach (Queen) So get you all of that millions, yeah eh Time's up, runnin'

Get me some division, I called the dead by night to the god! Allay the chaos! Chains to my last victim! Set up the lights on the way to the skies Raising my sword to the lord! Calling your death in a black obsession, The only way wow!

(Cut- cut- cut me up and Cut- cut- cut me up and F***- f***- f*** me up) F***- f***- f*** me up! Cut- (cut) cut- (cut) cut me up and F***- f***- f*** me up! The last man standing gets no pity F***- (f***) f***- (f***) f*** me up!

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

And a couple little shacks You gotta go deep Way on back Cross a few creeks And you kick it into four wheel drive when you run out of road You gotta get lost Crickets and frogs Yeah you're gettin' close now

Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay All the gyal pon the dance floor wantin' some more Please Mr. DJ Tell me if you hear me Everybody get down if you feel me It goes one by one even two by two Come run, run, run, run

Eat the rich There's only one thing that they are good for Take one bite now - come back for more I gotta get this off my chest Take one bite now - spit out the rest Well I woke up this morning On the wrong side of the bed And how I got to thinkin' About

Get lit (Get lit) When the liquor get up in me I'm a motherfuckin' beast (When the liquor get up in me) Tell these niggas clear the streets (When the liquor get up in me) I'll be all up in my zone (When the liquor get up in me) I ain't never going home