(Ad-libs) Ayo, ayo. Hold up. Yeah, uh-huh. Queen status, tell me what you see when you look at me? That's right, that's what you wanna be. Yeah, look. (Verse 1) Got that fire in my belly, gotta get it all year So focused on the grind, girl, I got no room for fear But I notice somethin' shiftin' when I walk inside the room The temperature drops, like I just spoke your earthly doom Yeah, you see me on the 'gram, you see the chains, you see the cars But what you don't see is the nights I spent among the stars Workin' toward my vision, when you were just sittin' still Now the only thing you're movin' is your lips, 'cause you got no chill. (Hook) That green in your eyes is the cash in my hand A broke mind could never understand the plan You talk behind my back like it's a new career But every time I level up, that's just more fuel right here Yeah, that green in your eyes, that's the paper I'm stackin' You ain't really mad at me, it's just your own lackin' You can copy all my moves, you can bite my whole flow But you could never be me, and that's the part you gotta know. (Verse 2) Walk into the function, my whole crew lookin' right My swagger is a problem, shining with a blinding light You're standin' on the sideline, throwin' shade like you're a tree But you're just blockin' out your blessings, 'cause you're focused on me Yeah, that bitter face you're makin', girl, it's lookin' kinda tired You better save that energy for somethin' you're inspired The whispers are just echoes, 'cause my hustle is the sound I'm at the top of the mountain, you're still stuck down on the ground. (Bridge) See, envy is a poison, and you sippin' it slow The more you see me winnin', the less your own life will grow I ain't here to be your hero, I'm just here to make my bread I wish you'd get your own, 'fore you let that hate get to your head. (Hook) That green in your eyes is the cash in my hand A broke mind could never understand the plan You talk behind my back like it's a new career But every time I level up, that's just more fuel right here Yeah, that green in your eyes, that's the paper I'm stackin' You ain't really mad at me, it's just your own lackin' You can copy all my moves, you can bite my whole flow But you could never be me, and that's the part you gotta know. (Ad-libs) Yeah, uh-huh. This is for my ladies. Different energy. Same hustle. Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Yeah. I see you. And I'm still winnin'. Peace.
