The Hills

I done hit rock bottom, but I made it through it
I'm not making millions, but I never stay losing
That's what's up
I hit my lows, and I'm reaching for my highs
Till then I'll roll my damn feelings up in the blunt
And just chill
I know I'm making moves, and when it comes thru
Take the people who got mine to a big house in the hills
Invite a pretty little shawty of mine to the lavish lifestyle she desires, get it for real

These people change up real quick
When the money not coming quickly
When the devil seems tempting
I stay true to me
It's been a long ride
Lost my purpose plenty of times
Turned my back on God
But running backs in the design
I learned these lessons it's part of growing
Can't let these demons control me
Can't let fake friends be the end of me (Can't let em be)
Yes, we all looking for some bread
But what's the point if in the end
All you create is hate and enemies (It's a murder spree)
And between the two of us a lot of shit has been said, but I still hold on to the memories
Really I haven't been the same, and there's no one else to blame, smokings how i cope mentally

I done hit rock bottom, but I made it through it
I'm not making millions, but I never stay losing
That's what's up
I hit my lows, and I'm reaching for my highs
Till then I'll roll my damn feelings up in the blunt
And just chill
I know I'm making moves, and when it comes thru
Take the people who got mine to a big house in the hills
Invite a pretty little shawty of mine to the lavish lifestyle she desires, get it for real

Put down the trapping want to focus back on rapping
But when the rents due, and the problems only adding
Put my Glock on my appendix, can't forget I was caught lacking
You hurt, but you heal, get right back into the action
I'm high as fuck, swerving, speeding
You can change your ways, or repeat them
It's hard to change when you survived through the bleeding
The fake friends nah I don't need em
It's only the crew we feeding
I put my time in this craft, but they stay sleeping
This the come up, we steady creeping
Blowing loud in the day, in the night we stay sneaking
Never keep my eyes closed, always riding with the pole
Cause it's not only the devil tryna take my soul

I done hit rock bottom, but I made it through it
I'm not making millions, but I never stay losing
That's what's up
I hit my lows, and I'm reaching for my highs
Till then I'll roll my damn feelings up in the blunt
And just chill
I know I'm making moves, and when it comes thru
Take the people who got mine to a big house in the hills
Invite a pretty little shawty of mine to the lavish lifestyle she desires, get it for real



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Charette
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