[Intro: Brisco]

Yeah! You don't know who I 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