Queen's Night, Money's Call

Lyrics

Thinking, thinking, thinking about it, He was looking crazy, she’s fucked up. Every time she sees me, she sees the car, Big rock truck, driver’s brother, She wants money, money, money, Always money, that’s all she talks about. Fake bitch, fat bitch, Why do I give a fuck? You give it back, I give it back, What the fuck do you want from me? You got a man, so go with him, Can you see the real me coming? You don’t want shit, you just call my phone, Shawty so lost, she don’t know where home is. Everybody commenting, coming at me, But you ain’t even got your own life right. You don’t understand what I’m about to do, I’m taking you on an adventure tonight. I’m a boss bitch, I’m a boss. I can make you my queen If you want it, come with me. You don’t understand, You don’t understand me. You put yourself different, But you’re not the one they see. I’m a boss bitch, I’m a boss. If you want this life, You gotta come with me. You keep thinking you know who I am, But you only see the surface. I move different, I think different, I don’t need to prove my purpose. Money, money, money, Everybody wants a piece. But when I walk into the room, Everybody feels the heat. You say you know me, But you don’t know what I’ve been through. I’m already ten steps ahead, And I’m not waiting around for you.