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She wanna come with me
Down to the city
Downtown living a image
Surrounded by big buildings
Shawty be catching a feeling
Up up in the ceiling
High high

I will never be the same again Controlling that bitch like a game again
That Glock on my hip and I'm aiming it I gave her my heart and she's taking

way
Low hanging fruit or the high stakes
Proud of the progress that I made
My heat is rising and your shade feels like a summer breeze
They wanna hate,

it right
Every single person needs to find their type of high
It should not depend on people who will be just passing by
That might be the worst

Yeah he died it’s all right Cuz he gave up his life
Now I'm 1Up in the sky you gon see me fly high
I’m not going back down Cuz I’m on a new vibe
Yeah

in me never aiming to please hats off to all without dreams
moving like silver bang homelessness unknown like tee times in Atlantis
Bitch bad still

be
But now I'm older and I learned it's bout the money
I'm going hard and all you niggas gone see
When I'm sitting high counting all my muh Fucking

for keeps tho
Aiming thru the peep hole
Making sure you slipping thru the creek hole
Yeeeeaaa
That's how they living tho
Murder rate 10 tho
Yea
Murder

been aiming too high
Neck and neck with Pilot and he writing our name in the sky
Can't take our place, still praying for the enemies when I
Say my grace,

of liquor like po' this. Focus
Vibration high no toking for the rest of the year
Strong person but not the token for the rest of the year
Maybe if I act like

If I'm aiming I'm aiming to shoot to kill
High roller, no coaster but it's a thrill
Place bets for sweats and not bills

I'm at Harold's man, what da

Chasing the dollars aiming high
Intending that it settle my
Unpleasant feeling felt in me
Since I was little when I was a teen
Compensating for

a child, always thought that i'm defiled
Born in ireland, writing poetry, so call me Oscar Wilde, yuh

Can't stop getting high, yuh
Even if i tried, yuh
I

Hear me, shatter beats like savage beast

You shut up
You shut up!
I don't like you, right now, because you're fucking stupid

Aiming at they neck I

the mile 
Ever since I was a child, always thought that I'm defiled 
Born in Ireland, writing poetry, so call me Oscar Wilde, yuh 

Can't stop getting high

flight)
Smoking on these runts I think it's white ( I think it's white)
Bitch I'm high as a kite (as a kite)
Hoe I'm lifted, this gas got me posted with

Moolah lah, moolah lah 
Moolah lah, moolah lah 

Big cheques on the checklist 
Can’t afford to move a little reckless
Aiming for the moolah bebe 
Ki

Thinking deep, what if I die tomorrow, shit is sorrow
Bitch I'm Apollo, better risk and shine like brand new photos
In my opinion, if you're aiming high just

Walking down this same old street
That reminds me of those times
When we grew up like we're in a wonderland
Where the time just past us by
Do you

The sky is the limit, I'm aiming the stars
I put in the work, cos I'm hella determined
Sippin purple codeine
Got me feeling cozy, nigga + I'm high asf
Got

Yeah
Wear my dior shirt that I got for free
My baby do Equestrian on top of me
I'm aiming for the top there ain't no stopping me
Yeah I'm younger but

the hardest worker he done built himself over all the cries

Future legend he's been doubted but he rectified and keeps aiming high

Everybody says he crazy but

fall off just to do it twice 

I’m the type to put my faith in things that seem outta sight Only me though 


I set the bar high so to others it’s outta

the crown my nigga
We ain’t in high school, no pounds bitch nigga

Now they see my bands up
They all tryna to fuck
When I was outta luck
They used to cop my