Thank God for Me

Who that that you said you was lookin for I have no direction when it come to cutting ties You know what you want? Do you really though Honey, be my cover when they come for me or die Die die die Honey, be my cover when they come for me or I do what i want without a nigga, I'm a top tier bitch Now, i don't think that you appreciate me Your complacency is crazy I think you should thank God for me For me, thank God for me For me, thank God for So, you'll settle for a nigga That you'll never ever know Get it while it's hot Fresh off the stove Gone work ya magic Like you did before Make em all want ya Let these niggas know I do what i want without a nigga I'm a top tier bitch Well, I don't think that you appreciate me Your complacency is crazy I think you should thank God for me For me, thank God for me For me, thank God for me (You a bad bitch) I Do what i want without a nigga (You a bad bitch) I'm a top tier bitch Walk up in the function, you the envy of your friends They don't even like you and you know it; you pretend See, Chardae and them other bitches got you beat They can afford new nails and feet every week Tiffany got surgery, she snatched Ya best friend just got piped by ya ex But, you do what you want without a nigga You a top tier bitch Wake up every night surrounded by your demons, whoa This that cult shit so you know we cultivated Who that that you said you was lookin for I have no direction when it come to cutting ties This ain't what you want. what you really want Honey, be my cover when they come for me or die