Higher
Daily problems, daily dollars
I'm just trynna touch a fucking hundred mil
Every nigga acting bitter
Hope that chain don't get ya little cousin killed
Hold the mayo, fuck tomato's
Can't you let a nigga fucking live
Hold the lighter, douse the fire
All you hoes been sucking on some fucking mid
Don't hate me for what you did
I'm just getting higher
Man for hire
Where's my fucking lighter
Nigga dying out
Plane is landing now
Waves is crashing now
Can you hear that sound
Look at what you found
No one can else around
Claim it for yourself
Hide it underground
Hound of human nature
Pound will see you later
Big things for the waiter
Pit stains put that work in
All these haters lurking
Reaching in my bag
Got that iron burping
Say goodbye to dad
Grow up little lad
Poppas on vacation
Momma needs a man
He's just living slighter
7 ounces lighter
He's just living high, I'm just living higher
He's just living high, I'm just living higher
He's just living high, I'm just living higher
Double back
Double pack
Drop the bag
Don't have no trouble shooting that
Oh my God
Where's my God
Block is hot
Keep the phony, I just need the facts
Fuck you Tony, I just want a pass
Pass that inspiration, keep me on my ass
Ask about my past
Make the convo last
Have a piece a paper
Put my thoughts on that
Thought I'd be ok
Fucking guess again
Well here comes the rain
Hope it never ends
Speeding through the lane
Fucking hydroplane
Should have fucking guessed I would lose again
He's just living slighter
7ounces lighter he's just living high I'm just living higher
He's just living high, I'm just living higher
He's just living high, I'm just living higher
Seven ounces to the soul
Eleven hours til I'm home
Gotta little peace of heaven
That I'll never leave alone
Call it bitter seduction
Carve my face of stone
So I am immortal
A portal a gateway
Let's keep on the safe way
Just Hold on for Pete's sake
I just want to be great
Don't be late, I can't wait
Cause I cannot cheat fate
I'm just trynna touch a fucking hundred mil
Every nigga acting bitter
Hope that chain don't get ya little cousin killed
Hold the mayo, fuck tomato's
Can't you let a nigga fucking live
Hold the lighter, douse the fire
All you hoes been sucking on some fucking mid
Don't hate me for what you did
I'm just getting higher
Man for hire
Where's my fucking lighter
Nigga dying out
Plane is landing now
Waves is crashing now
Can you hear that sound
Look at what you found
No one can else around
Claim it for yourself
Hide it underground
Hound of human nature
Pound will see you later
Big things for the waiter
Pit stains put that work in
All these haters lurking
Reaching in my bag
Got that iron burping
Say goodbye to dad
Grow up little lad
Poppas on vacation
Momma needs a man
He's just living slighter
7 ounces lighter
He's just living high, I'm just living higher
He's just living high, I'm just living higher
He's just living high, I'm just living higher
Double back
Double pack
Drop the bag
Don't have no trouble shooting that
Oh my God
Where's my God
Block is hot
Keep the phony, I just need the facts
Fuck you Tony, I just want a pass
Pass that inspiration, keep me on my ass
Ask about my past
Make the convo last
Have a piece a paper
Put my thoughts on that
Thought I'd be ok
Fucking guess again
Well here comes the rain
Hope it never ends
Speeding through the lane
Fucking hydroplane
Should have fucking guessed I would lose again
He's just living slighter
7ounces lighter he's just living high I'm just living higher
He's just living high, I'm just living higher
He's just living high, I'm just living higher
Seven ounces to the soul
Eleven hours til I'm home
Gotta little peace of heaven
That I'll never leave alone
Call it bitter seduction
Carve my face of stone
So I am immortal
A portal a gateway
Let's keep on the safe way
Just Hold on for Pete's sake
I just want to be great
Don't be late, I can't wait
Cause I cannot cheat fate
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Writer(s): Isaiah Toussaint
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