High To Me
Maybe it's my overzealous nature
Maybe it's my motive to be major
Maybe it's my good for going greater
Maybe it's my needing for a favor
Something about the feeling being free
Hoping that's a possibility
All this talk about a high road but that shit too high for me
Try to reinvent myself daily
Still can't let a fuck nigga change me
Lot opinions coming at me crazy
Tell me what they did for me did lately
Watch the world burning don't blame me
I just pray for money joy and safety
Wanted love but wasn't in my cards
I either move fast or move on
All of my intentions pure good
Wish I had attention for the snubs
I don't have a close friends story
I don't publicize on my end
Celebrate my wins in silence
Analyze my losses when I can
Passport like a scrapbook
Culture with perception is a must
Never make it out your hood
But talking out of place that's tough
Went out Wyoming in the woods
Found some inner peace it was rough
Disconnected calm how I stood
But still be down to get a nigga cut
I've been dealt anxiety
Trying beat my demons in the storm
Independent in society
Niggas dick riding and conform
How it look it to be another sheep
Look how they did Ye and Kyrie
Personally it's message over messenger but damn me if I don't agree
Looking for the organic route
Trynna build the discography
Tik Tok Soundcloud rap
All image buying fans and streams
Hooks over writing good verses
Sell out by any means
Unless you talking records in the stores
Performance venues looking empty
Why the world looking so dim
Feel evolution at a halt
Maybe it's the old soul in me
Maybe I'm a generation short
Maybe I'm just too much a critic
Most people never would admit it
Dave Chapelle Show was a treasure
Cause know that I'm a player hater nigga
Twenty four seven I seven the twenty that's three out of four imma spin for the one
Nine to a five I can push for a dime
No cap and I keep it one hundred and one eight hundred call game
I ain't spotting up this a stain
Postgame headlines saying
I balled out two K
Twenty four twenty five twenty six
Nigga wait on it
Look I raise the bar when there's weight on it
Till I'm forty five put a plate on it
All natty no Dorian Yates
I terrorize I don't negotiate
Dogs out like I opened the gate
Shots sound and look nobody safe
And I don't need your pity or support that's been long overdue for me
Victimize my strengths and my flaws but I know shit is not as deep
Spin a couple ways around the way fly away but not high to me
High to me high to me
Not as high to me not as high to me not as high to
Maybe it's my motive to be major
Maybe it's my good for going greater
Maybe it's my needing for a favor
Something about the feeling being free
Hoping that's a possibility
All this talk about a high road but that shit too high for me
Try to reinvent myself daily
Still can't let a fuck nigga change me
Lot opinions coming at me crazy
Tell me what they did for me did lately
Watch the world burning don't blame me
I just pray for money joy and safety
Wanted love but wasn't in my cards
I either move fast or move on
All of my intentions pure good
Wish I had attention for the snubs
I don't have a close friends story
I don't publicize on my end
Celebrate my wins in silence
Analyze my losses when I can
Passport like a scrapbook
Culture with perception is a must
Never make it out your hood
But talking out of place that's tough
Went out Wyoming in the woods
Found some inner peace it was rough
Disconnected calm how I stood
But still be down to get a nigga cut
I've been dealt anxiety
Trying beat my demons in the storm
Independent in society
Niggas dick riding and conform
How it look it to be another sheep
Look how they did Ye and Kyrie
Personally it's message over messenger but damn me if I don't agree
Looking for the organic route
Trynna build the discography
Tik Tok Soundcloud rap
All image buying fans and streams
Hooks over writing good verses
Sell out by any means
Unless you talking records in the stores
Performance venues looking empty
Why the world looking so dim
Feel evolution at a halt
Maybe it's the old soul in me
Maybe I'm a generation short
Maybe I'm just too much a critic
Most people never would admit it
Dave Chapelle Show was a treasure
Cause know that I'm a player hater nigga
Twenty four seven I seven the twenty that's three out of four imma spin for the one
Nine to a five I can push for a dime
No cap and I keep it one hundred and one eight hundred call game
I ain't spotting up this a stain
Postgame headlines saying
I balled out two K
Twenty four twenty five twenty six
Nigga wait on it
Look I raise the bar when there's weight on it
Till I'm forty five put a plate on it
All natty no Dorian Yates
I terrorize I don't negotiate
Dogs out like I opened the gate
Shots sound and look nobody safe
And I don't need your pity or support that's been long overdue for me
Victimize my strengths and my flaws but I know shit is not as deep
Spin a couple ways around the way fly away but not high to me
High to me high to me
Not as high to me not as high to me not as high to
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Writer(s): Marcus Greene
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