Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Devine
Songwriter
Khalil Henderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Producer
Lyrics
It comes in threes
I’ve been make no scene
I’ve been tryna keep high spirits
Wake, walk, sleep
I’ve been keeping peace
I’ve been sleepin’ easy
I’ve been tryna keep high spirits
Wake, walk, sleep
I’ve been higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
Abbreviated conversations have to keep it short
Ganja don in my relations are what the know me for
Ladies approach me with their friends to get to know me more
One day we’ll be dust so let those nights run their course
In private sections and public courts
Great ideas discussed in more code behind those doors
Ain’t millionaires yet
But that’s another goal on the sticky note on the board
Public relations are better movin’ forward
Cause when you move in the name of progress you’re bound to be endorsed
So, stack the cheese in the cupboard
And watch those investment trend lines move upwards
Spend dividends on replenishments
At fancy eateries for supper
It got easier after it got tougher.
Undisclosed amount of
What this brother brings
Khalil with the cha ching
The only thing to analyze is his bright smile and his pretty pinky ring
Continuously and effortlessly doing my thing
And I’m not necessarily doin’ this for the fame
Theres a bag to take home I done promised that I’d bring
Theres a crown That my ego just gotta obtain
Theres a lotta shit this young buck gotta gain
Theres a lotta stars young kids wanna aim
And how you want this fame
But the claim to fame
But Khalil’s in the game
After this shit drops
The wanna know my name
I’ve been higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
Tryna kill my demons literally
In the way that pun left ‘em dead in the middle of Italy
Leavin’ little bits of myself everywhere
Pickin’ the pieces
You could never catch me litterin’
Epiphany lookin’ like its Tyson the way it’s hittin’ me woah
My timbers is shiverin’ now
I think I figured me out
And woah to anybody listenin’ now
Cause its exclusively chilly, chill, chills what I’m delivering out
I’m tryna walk a mile in someone else’s shoes
Tryin not to wear emo put cause its still something that might use
And the water never boil in the pot that you watch
So I keep a little eye on the back of my head on my opps yeah
I’m a soon to be Spartan like alpha nueve
Just need a little modification I gotta know
Am I gonna make it through
Not if I tell myself that I wont
Yeah
It comes in threes
I’ve been make no scene
I’ve been tryna keep high spirits
Wake, walk, sleep
I’ve been keeping peace
I’ve been sleepin’ easy
Been tryna keep high spirits
Wake, walk, sleep
I’ve been higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Higher
Higher
Higher, high
I’ve been
Written by: Joseph Devine, Khalil Henderson