Higher (feat. Bennie Sav)
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Let’s get high and start hallucinatin’ (really high) Sick and tired of always concentratin’ On this bull shit I see (f*ck that) Got me making faces I swear this world is finna finna end Finna finna finna end so… Let’s get high and start hallucinatin’ (really high) Sick and tired of always concentratin’ On this bull shit I see (f*ck that) Got me making faces I swear this world is finna finna end Finna finna finna end so… Are you scared yet? Cuz the world finna end I’m finna call my girlfriend again, and tell her that I love her Damn!... My phone don’t work A solar flare flew from the sun and hit mother earth And the world fell dark, and her people went crazy Lately, I’ve been livin’ my life like yesterday was the apocolypse I might sock a bitch, and pull a soccer mom, it’s like a soc-a-thon I’m just kickin’ it with my friends and shit And yeah I cuss a lot, you like hearing it But my moms wasn’t feeling it, prayed for deliverance Niggas getting’ saved then it’s back to doing nigga shit Doing what I know when I roll with my affiliates It just so happens to be niggerish Rappin’ this shit is gibberish Getting money is obvious The skies are blue from nitrogen and hydrogen and oxygen My father said that anything is possible And I been working on a plan, planning for the day Searching for a break, maintaining anyway Get it how I live, live with what I get Helping out my nigs, only getting rich Just so we can all live straight Skitcha on my back and I still elevate Puttin’ in the work, I know the skrilla on the way Started in a room, I see a building getting made Moving on up, till we livin’ in the sky The fish don’t fry in the kitchen, the beans don’t burn on the grill When you eating like a savage foreal My nigga Bennie Sav know the deal Let’s get high and start hallucinatin’ (really high) Sick and tired of always concentratin’ On this bull shit I see (f*ck that) Got me making faces I swear this world is finna finna end so Let’s get high and start hallucinatin’ (really high) Sick and tired of always concentratin’ On this bull shit I see (f*ck that) Got me making faces I swear this world is finna finna end Finna finna finna end so… Skitcha… You better recognize a eastside nigga when you see one ‘Cause everyday we eat raw raps, hope you don’t be one I’m a backward ass kinobe Promise niggas can hold me Flow sharper than razor blades so watch your head or you’ll Ginobli, see I’m just a youngin’ that’s scheming on getting rich and shit But all ya’ll wanna hear is hoes all on my dick and shit Especially the hoes, they love when you on some pimpin’ shit But that ain’t me, I rather keep it 8-0-3 I know you heard of that, but then you probably didn’t My city prayin’ for Jordan, we only had a few Pippens I’ma keep it 100 a few of you niggas spittin But the throne is made for one, and see Bennie Sav on mission Bennie Sav on a mission while these other niggas bitchin’ I’ma kill the competition, annihilate all the witnesses Leave all the evidence, it’s no need for forensics And remain at the scene of the crime just so you know who did it But then they like, who am I? I’m the best that there never was Or you never met Fighting for respect Gave these niggas a warning, but still they chose to neglect The savage is really ‘bout it, but now I’m up on they necks They made me an assassin, decapitating these rappers Has slowly grown to a passion, it’s true what they say bout habits Really hard to break, especially breaking the bad ones So, who the f*ck gon’ stop me? I can only imagine, huh A flame thrower in the booth blowin’ esses Smooth dude who bring all the truth to the session Go on and whip the camera out, let me do all the flexing I’m playing this game for keep You play like the Houston Texans huh Bow your head and thank the Lord for the message Another verse, another chance to give Him my confessions I’m just a fuckin’ statistic ‘Nother wanna be rapper ass right out the gutta My life is the young and wreckless Dream like Dr. King, so I get lost in my thoughts Heart of Huey warrior, dressed in all black like the boss Mind of a maniac, I’m Malcom exactly the reasons All praises go to Allah, mother f*ck your pledge of allegiance My beard is thick as Tahiry Going ham for a reason Hungry as Rhamadon, and eatin’ rappers so easy Bennie, I be the savage Kevin, he be the genius You put us two on the track, and I promise you Hiroshima
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Written by: Harrison Oxendine, Kevin Adams
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