Take Me High. Lyrics

Hit a stain had to sit in a different ride

Nowadays I feel I'm perceiving a different life

The ones who claim they started the tribe start switching sides

I see too many selling souls for support I don't do the bribes

Ten toes

Written informants I can't befriend those

If I say knots then I meant bros

I been sipping migos for the stress no this ain't pinnnacle

My son just gotta new chop fifty round drum green reticle

With the ink I make mess a squid without the tentacles

He said that we have beef so inapproach him with the kitchen tools

Got too much to lose

You want attention tryna different fool

Don't know what he was thinking it's not England when his liver pool

Found out my engineer recorded rats and gotta different stu

Bro don't wanna pass cuss ima chuck I'm always quick to shoot

Free all of my niggas sitting up ain't get acquittal

I always feel the only ones that's real are almost never near

If a tree that falls and it's silent that means you never hear

Ever since Virgil died my off white I almost never wear

Since shay died it's hard cry I almost never tear

Pour wock on the e way let it cruise so I can never steer

Lately I smoke a spliff and wish I could bring Jayda here

It's crazy I ain't even know the fake love when Jayda here

I link with all my niggas in the mix I invited haters near

I'm the one who wanted new heights and Just tried to take 'em there

Nowadays I dirty designer

We used to shop at sears

The swat gon wanna shoot a nigga down I started popping peers

One shot gone bust a 6 pack and he not copping beers

The day I graduated high school we robbed every year

I ain't know Batman but I was playing robin every year

Fell in love with cash flow and Yeezys wanted every pair

Fuckin bitches easy had em eating with no silverware

Now I want my daughter eating lobster golden silver ware

My PO used to wanna lock me up my life he never cared

Bro just popped a perk I know it faded when he start to stare

This year I play the bad guy just to get away I copped a lair

I had to get this shit on my own so who am I owing

A kno a couple niggas putting on acts just for a promotion

I'll make them sale posthumous he try the gang for promotion

The retta cause commotion

Maintain the melanin with vitamins and some lotion

Nigga thought that I was pussy so I had to show em

These fmjs just won't stay put I had to throw em

Nigga talked crazy like I don't know him

Yeah I know jag go fast but I like to drive slower

Smoking so much gas to light this blunt you need a flame thrower

Make sure my niggas got drive even with blown motors

He tried to take us on a chase I almost blew his motor

You gang yes we got it on us cuss we known toters

I call my bro kel he always want some orange soda