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Aim High

by Gease

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Aye Brrrrr Fuck it Aye Eyes closed tell me what you aiming at I just popped this Eddie on this flight and Now I'm laid back I was in that room dark room Nigga pitch black I was on my own asking God if I should quit rap Fast forward now I'm getting love across the fuckin map Fam like man when the fuck this nigga comin back Bank like man who the fuck blowing off all these racks Åsé bitch you know I'm popping shit Yeah it be like that Beats to the tags but I ain't one to brag though Fuckin wit lil shawty but I keep that on the D-lo Straight up out the bay I don't on give a fuck bout no ho I ain't got a lisp but I get KITH out in SOHO yeah Fuck bags bitch I need the whole case Fuck Jakes I hope my cuzzo beat his case I know I'm the shit cause I can't be replaced And I know you a bitch cuz you ain't show yo face Riding in a rova and I'm stupid lit Packed up wit that odor smell me coming bitch I be on the East shout out my brotha Chris Stay up on my feet but boy I'm fly as shit Mm mmmm let that bitch breath Mmmmm let that bitch breath Åsé whip a beat then let Gease feed I talk in the 3rd cause I give 3rd degree Talkin bout degree shout out my brotha E Turnt up in that bitch man we ain't ever leave Choppin cheese it's me and Z we getting plays on 45 If ain't gone aim high Then at that bottom you gone die Mo shit Mo exotics Mo zips Mo flips Mo plays Mo chips Mo trips Mo flights Mo risks All I know is Mo like I'm Mohammad in this bitch All I know is doe remember days that I was broke I was deep in that depression nigga I ain't have no hope I was waking up from dreams where I was swinging from a rope It Ain't a joke I made it out I put my foot up on they throat Yeah I'm applying pressure My energy is number one and I my favorite letter We Getting money all summer rain my favorite weather I put my faith into God and now you see I'm doin better Fuck what you see I know I'm better aye Champagne on a air plane you ain't doing this Red wine on my white tee cause of turbulence Fuck it I walk around this bitch like I'm a peppermint Fresh as fuck I prefer my bucks without a president I was pushing buttons and it turned into a Benjamin When I hit the W the only time I settling Once I'm thru that door I hold that bitch and let my niggas in Take a chance wit the shits ain't no ways that I'm giving in It's Goose Man I'm fresh up off a flight straight from JFK to SFO Straight to the studio nigga aye Know what the fuck kinda time I'm on bitch Album coming soon fuck with me

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