[WHATUPRG:] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I got, I got I feel like PRo 2008 I got, I got, yeah I got angels all around me So don’t ask the boy what’s up You can ask the one’s around you They gonna tell you that it s**s High enough I can hear the Lord calling I don’t feel like picking up Who thought the higher up The more you get out of touch High enough [Derek Minor:] I been out here tryna climb this ladder am I high enough? I been turning everything into gold I got the Midas touch They like you made it boy How you feed your family yeah Pat you on the back and give you thumbs a way to go I remember when I used to dream about it Now I’m here I could care less about it Am I ungrateful? 6 figures on the table, stacking shrimp on the table I treat it like it ain’t a thing though I been out on the road I been doing these shows Telling you all how to go up But I ain’t been to church in 4 months I be the first to admit I ain’t talking to God why I been way to focused on the climb [WHATUPRG:] I got angels all around me So don’t ask the boy what’s up You can ask the one’s around you They gonna tell you that it s**s High enough I can hear the Lord calling I don’t feel like picking up Who thought the higher up The more you get out of touch High enough [Derek Minor:] Check up, plug them rights, stunt on my haters, go hate on that I bought a new thing, newer than your thing I can have everything and feel like I don’t have anything oh Maybe high enough ain’t high enough I’ve been trying to get to God my plan ain’t flying off That’s cause I’m confusing Him with everything I got I’m confusing what I got with everything I need I got blessings all around me, I got angels all around me I got life all around me, how I make it all about me? That’s the trap Spend your whole life chasing nothing Please don’t take the bait let your soul fly high above [WHATUPRG:] I got angels all around me So don’t ask the boy what’s up You can ask the one’s around you They gonna tell you that it s**s High enough I can hear the Lord calling I don’t feel like picking up Who thought the higher up The more you get out of touch High enough