Yo this the type of music make your momma cry Homicide is on the rise, you pray you follow God But we never follow instinct Just pressure from the elders and our whole perspectives buildin' Karma 'round the corner hope I play the block correct Let my life surface, the world is ours Soon I'll have a slot with Katie Couric 60 minutes 'till I'm poppin' Never get trapped up in no box, break the locks, now we locked in Yeah, pause it
[Verse 1] Check I'm about to hit 'em in the head with this one Been down for a while, now it's time to lift up The kid got a mouth Rap, are you sitting on a couch Last one to live without a doubt And it's Nyck, bitch Suspect witness the outside crowd, get buffed from women I'm down right now but I gut that limit And evade in a space where I lust for a living like yo What you think about, everything that we speak about And you over there thinking that you real It is how it is when you live what you dream about So go rock to the anthem Like oxy, indigo shit, 'bout to spread like prostate cancer Can't stop the bandits we abandoned Put your hands up
[Hook] This goes out if you was on it since the start of it all When your apartment was small Still got your arm through that door Born from fornication, they had their former statements That I would never amount for shit, but I’m born for greatness
[Verse 2] Stop, relax and enjoy the pro and drop acetone on you bastards Always on the run, can’t catch me I be Lenny Kravitz when I fly into the astral zone So get back Don’t push the middle of the conflict up into the little thing we had Bitch I ain’t Malcolm, busted the outcome Doubt us, then we can’t function without trust I ain’t got no TV plugin, but I know you see me buzzin’ We ain’t got nothin’, just pray to God we don’t plummet Get right and [?] stands up Spit then I resent all that standards Lift up cos they never gonna drop you, pop you Never back down, you ain’t got to
[Hook] This goes out if you was on the shits the start of it all When your apartment was small Still got your arm through that door Born from fornication, they had their former statements That I would never amount for shit…
It's all in your mind
[Bridge] Fly, until I die I gotta stay Fly, until I die I gotta stay Fly, until I die I gotta stay Fly, until I die
[Outro] Live for the highs, live through the lows Live for the highs, live through the lows Okay we live for the highs, been on my grind since the start They say the limit’s the sky Well I’ll be reaching for the stars Live for the highs, live through the lows Well I’ll be reaching for the stars Live for the highs, live through the lows They say the limit’s the sky Live for the highs, live through the lows Live for the highs