Did you know you're on fire? Did you know that you're beautiful? Did you know you got me fucked up? Did you know that you're gorgeous? Alright, I can still remember how the weed smelled When you were riding shotgun, no seat belt Or the SS just taking hits Sold that car and fucked up that relationship I've built up my walls perhaps too tall Got issues with trusting but that's not all Knots tied by fame and not easily undone I fucked 200 women, said, "I love you" to one She used to speak like she was reading a scene And make love like she was a martyr The only thing about flames that bright Is they tend to make mine seem darker Did you know you're on fire? Did you know that you're beautiful? Did you know you got me fucked up? Did you know that you're gorgeous? Did you know that you're Did you know that you're gorgeous? Did you know that you're Did you know that you're gorgeous? Yeah, yeah, in and out of love On and off of drugs I ask you where you've been And you give me shoulder shrugs Pink polka dot top from Saint Laurent I bought you but you never wore it And I don't even send the text I know you just ignore it And I'm so high Could be the drugs, could be the moment But either way, I can't keep my eyes off of you Did you know you're on fire? Did you know that you're beautiful? Did you know you got me fucked up? Did you know that you're gorgeous? Did you know that you're (did you know, did you know) Did you know that you're gorgeous? Did you know that you're Did you know that you're gorgeous?

Just went half on a bitch Bitch wanna see how much I spent (yeah) All eyes on my clip like this Wish yo' ass could get like this, woah (yeah) Off-White be my fit Made enough cash, gotta bend ten fat Lil' bitch broke my heart last year God on the phone (woah-woah), I'll get her like that Just went half on a bitch Bitch wanna see how much I spent (yeah) All eyes on my clip like this Wish yo' ass could get like this, woah (yeah) Off-White be my fit Made enough cash, gotta bend ten fat Lil' bitch broke my heart last year God on the phone (woah-woah), I'll get her like that Just got word of the throne Back up, hoe, back, back, back off me Humbled another bad bitch, I'm sorry Y'all better know the status, I'm sorry Dodging another addict, models in the attic Gettin' antic, my lifestyle jagged High fashion, I don't talk much, quiet assassin (yeah, yeah) It take a lot to get like this (woah) Why your man can't get like this? (Woah) Bitch, you are all up in my fit (woah) Still finna go to, on my whip (woah) See you then I swerve (swerve) Bitch, I go to work (work) See you then I swerve (swerve) Bitch, I go to work (work) Just went half on a bitch Bitch wanna see how much I spent (yeah) All eyes on my clip like this Wish yo' ass could get like this, woah (yeah) Off-White be my fit Made enough cash, gotta bend ten fat Lil' bitch broke my heart last year God on the phone (woah-woah), I'll get her like that Just went half on a bitch Bitch wanna see how much I spent (yeah) All eyes on my clip like this Wish yo' ass could get like this, woah (yeah) Off-White be my fit Made enough cash, gotta bend ten fat Lil' bitch broke my heart last year God on the phone (woah-woah), I'll get her like that

I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make tear us apart? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart Yeah, yeah, already livin' my truth Can't sabotage my love for nothing 'Member I had to choose "Lord, help me" 'cause I couldn't say nothin' This reminds me of the days before I was buzzin' When my auntie told me "Come inside the house, you make a mess, I'll kick you out" Don't saturate my love for some respect I cannot vouch Judgin' from my shoes, and all they're seein' is the couch My moral what I stand on, so I got up and I bounced I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make tear us apart? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart (Mm-hmm) in the backseat, holdin' on for dear life, I must (Mm-hmm) runnin' them streets, thinkin' that I'll never get touched (Mm-hmm) I've hit the point where enough is never enough, yeah I gotta see my ceiling with those I trust (ooh-ooh) I'd rather feed my feelings with those I lust (ooh-ooh) You know what it means, I had low self-esteem We was livin' on the east side And I had to pack up my things when my mama was 'sleep Two kisses to the peace sign That's when life was on the decline Two bus passes, I'll be fine I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make tear us apart? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart (Close your mind a little bit) Can you blame us? (Random thoughts in my head) You can blame us (Can't get the bad out my head) Can you blame us? (Is this from the pain I had) Can you blame us? I need a new fixation (uh-huh, uh) Open the conversations (uh-huh, uh) Starting to lose my patience (uh-huh, uh) If I had a new temptations I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make tear us apart? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart

Rolling, top down We don't talk now Where my clique at? Where my bitch at? Ten bands to my mans, then we flip that, aye Ten models tapping in on the dispatch, aye What the get up today, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way And my momma told me, "Always keep a strap" (keep a strap) You could shoot a pussy nigga If they go behind your back (woah, woah, woah, woah) Run it up and run it up again, (aye) aye Always on the move, never catch the same friends, aye Get back, get back, I count the racks now New hoe, new hoe, know how to act now (act) I just, switch lanes, team on my back now I just, tried to, give your hoe back but, uh Get up with me bitch (get, uh) Get up with me I'ma dawg in my city bitch (I'ma dawg) Now I'm getting richer If a nigga want this smoke, put him on a picture, aye (woah) I just cuff his bitch and knocked her twin sister, aye (woah-woah) Touchdown in your country on a world tour (world tour) My ex ain't know shit but acting so sure She ain't want me then, but she want me now These hoes wanna hear me for my money now Rolling, top down We don't talk now Where my clique at? Where my bitch at? Ten bands to my mans then we flip that, aye Ten models tapping in on the dispatch, aye What the get up today, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way, aye You ain't got no leverage, nigga, get out my way