Lyrics

[Intro: Brisco] Yeah! You don't know Is Ha-ha, Ha! Cmon, yeah Ha-ha, Brisco! [Verse 1: Brisco] Before I came with the money, sky's a limit I ain't leave it to the chops, dinish Picture me Mrs. Fashion, attractive designer Figure if it happens, greater than my time was They say that love feels good, if you let it I'm taking this course, I'm tryna peel out her leggings Please baby, I just want to be famous Until they have me ever gave me a chance to a stranger It's all about potential, can't you see I'm driven The subject a struggle, behind me I'm living The climax, make a movie call it high meth Have sex and loyal casual on the high head [Chorus: Lyriq Tye, Brianna] Let a ni**a get free Let a ni**a get bread Let a ni**a line up the sky like he's supposed to be Let a ni**a go higher Than a hater of his daughter They can't stop what's best for you You'll grind hard if your dreams come true Oh higher, oh higher Oh higher (I feel up, it's Brianna) [Verse 2: Brianna] Picture me rolling with the top drop, it's too hot Plan Biggie Brisco, or Tupac Maybe Kim, or Nikki M Getting higher than the rim, in the tallest gym I'm a fucking degree, an African goddess Calling me arect, cause the pussy the bombest Shorty with the plain paddock, I'm keeping it modest With the 7-inch heels, I know I'm the hottest Hop in and have a race, the boy in the bloggers I ain't used to have shit, I've been listening to Javas Bare bitch need a boss, can't fuck with a plunger Keep your nose out my business, and listen and baller [Chorus: Lyriq Tye, Ball Greezy] Let a ni**a get free Let a ni**a get bread Let a ni**a line up the sky like he's supposed to be Let a ni**a go higher Than a hater of his daughter They can't stop what's best for you You'll grind hard if your dreams come true Oh higher, oh higher Oh higher (Alright, come fuck with the doe boys babe, yeah) [Verse 3: Ball Greezy] All gold chain, flipping two color stick Insides turn your wings smaller They say the sky's a limit That's why the rolli got the diamonds in it Uh! Definitely got the 30 on it A ni**a player dropped a birdie on it Right! Suicidal with the car to get frames With the wigs and the ponytail looking blank 40 thousand in the G stores Call up some bitches at the party at mahjong Uh! Fuck with the boss, I change your life With more stars with your name and lights you know what I'm saying [Chorus: Lyriq Tye] Let a ni**a get free Let a ni**a get bread Let a ni**a line up the sky like he's supposed to be Let a ni**a go higher Than a hater of his daughter They can't stop what's best for you You'll grind hard if your dreams come true Oh higher, oh higher Oh higher