Lifted

Look at the drip, my faucet designer
Voss what I sip, off the tap
Off the tip, of my tongue
I spit, since I was young off the rip
I been sprung since I got here
Red rum Kush, that shit is top tier
W-Why you hit the Gucci store, if you ain't plan to shop there
Yeah, you ain't hot here, so stop your talking
Stop tryna cop gear, for Instagram
Y'all really act childish, 'cause of the internet
And expect to get respect, but not give respect
Yeah, you're living in, a fantasy
Yeah, living in a fantasy
Not who you pretend to be, it be the damage we
Inflict on ourselves, yeah we all need help

But I ain't zip a bag in a minute (In a minute)
Been way too busy tryna build a business (Build a business)
That's why I ain't ever really trippin' (I ain't tripping)
I get so high I am lifted

Off the ground, I don't really wanna be in a coffin now
That's why I won't go, I won't go down
This lonely road, this lonely road
This lonely road, this lonely road

But I ain't zip a bag in a minute (In a minute)
Been way too busy tryna build a business (Build a business)
That's why I ain't ever really trippin' (I ain't tripping)
I get so high I am lifted, off the ground

Shawty see me red-eyed, yeah
Shawty always wanna get high
In the backseat, shawty feeling like a shot of



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Writer(s): Carlo Mannuzza
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