Heights (feat. Recoechi)
RHOME
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Hello world, it's mothafuckin' Recoe talking Got a gift from God, I want to show you I can lead the fallen 12 I saw my future, implanted dreams that became my calling I can call a spirit to level shit, dawg, it ain't no stalling Let's get this shit started Yeah No more constipation Niggas next in line now, nigga said f*ck that waiting I'm high but not sedated, cooking up the book of David Tunnel vision like the spirit of God, just like I'm Abraham I keep the OJ glove in the compartment, please don't make 'em I'll take 'em, then hit rewind so he can see us paint him I'm from that Stony Island but it's more like Ghetto Island Where niggas a crash ya cars then hop out on feet get to wilding Can't play the strings of death, untuck your chin, don't play small violin Violence grows where money goes Takin' souls, then copy those who spittin' the un-Godly tones Rot to they un-Godly bones I spit the Godly cosmic flows Universal audios Adios to centerfolds who wouldn't f*ck with snotty nose You saying nice thangs, but ain't no damn killer Call me Mr. Bat with night wings, I know they some killas Said the streets still poppin' Mike thangs, they zombie like Thriller ESC jackets a never fade gon' make me a pillar, my nigga I'm where ya need to be, Chi-town home where the leaders be Said the projects gone, gotta fly back home Gotta try back home, gotta build our own Had to f*ck the world up just to feel our home It ain't no clones we in our zone Yeah It ain't no clones, boy we in our zone Look Yeah, I must be Sick in my head like they built my brain with antibodies But know the mind do so much more than control the body Although it can't control the time, still ahead of mine Like I was born and raised on the East Coast of Kiribati You could ask that shit to anybody that know my body The problem is that isn't many bodies Definitely isn't everybody Heaven sent me so they spot me Present blessings show they got me If I reach the peak, then who finna top me? I consider it a treat when them roads get rocky Winnin' all my toughest battles, only I can stop me Got all my fallen soldiers round me they keep me surrounded But God had took a Chance on me, and boy he found Him The one that was born from that fountain That held a billion dollars' worth of wishes Living life with all these coins around him F*ck a stand-out, boy this shit astounding A big body you won't get around it Exact amounts, don't ever round it I'm cutting edge, sharpest tool in the shed Watch your step on the slope, hope won't give you a sled 'Cause momma been said take care where you laying your head So I don't ever leave the house without making my bed, nigga
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Written by: Orlando Ruiz, Roman McGee
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