HIGHER

Used to paradise under dark skies

For the lil things had my arms wide

Lil nephew really gettin bigger now

Its like seein sum thru gods eyes

So god knos im attached to working

Want the wealth so ima put the work in

Need my blessins so ima read da sermon

Still puffin blunts while readin verses

Versin any person come in first

From the dirt im on my worst behaviour

Flipped , reversed , then dispersed

da pack it burst aw shit den thats a failure

See what chu thinking sorta like Xavier

Anotha dam man tryna be the saviour

Givin ladies signature flavour

Got pep in my step talm bout da paper

Shit ima caped crusader

Yall jet to the bench my game is major

And when the pen to the pad

It could get danger, ous

I rush JJ on raiders

Just us she gush like dem fruity flavours

I trust yall must kno you contain him

Feel the gust from my puff

Ima strain inhaler

Then discuss sum bucks

And adjust the payment

Hol up wait a min

Smoking & vibin least the ride is tinted

We be toking ozs like our life was ending

Shit be so loud all my dogs smell it

All my **** feel it all da pigs want it

Been like that since a lil yungin

Hooligan & a goodrunner

Bring da food kno da fools hunger

With my hidden jewels move thru the thunder

Askin the lord dont put me under

Im over workin till im done with wonder

One hit out the park im gon like hunter

Dont gotta be great to be grateful

Get food for my brothers whole plate full

My version of cursive has da people

Sayin man damn shit tasteful

Ima man with a higher purpose

Burn purp, spit fire, talk furnace

Dedicate time to servin up sentences

My pen game outta this earth bitch

Ima man witha higher purpose

Burn purp, spit fire, talk furnace

Headin to the top i will break the surface

Shit either that or up in a Cervix

Beast on the track sit back & observe it

War of the words da general confirms it

The Doctors ballin, spalding, J Erving

Fallin foes hit notes Alicia callin

The right people could help when u bawlin

Crawlin know ye best is str8 appaling

A tall win at 5'7 goin all in

Deez rap **** juss keep me up yawnin

Fall in squad full of soldiers yeah we brawlin

Boxin basqiats all da ops be haulin

My brothers off streets , tryna keep us weak

But we aint hit peaks we juss keep on evolvin

Escapin our fates the chains dont be holdin

Buncha pinheads ill strike ya boi bowlin

No columbine , da mic more be trollin

Sewed in your minds it might be controlling

The map of our time defined by some coding

Da plan then the crime its oh so engrossin

Land of genocide which ocean dont hold it

Some folks i kno wid rather sell there soul then follow the path down the yellow brick road its

A lonely path for the coldest souls if u make

It out da back u dont shine ma **** u just gone glow den like uh

Ima man witha higher purpose

Burn purp spit fire talk furnace

Headin to the top i will break the surface

Shit either that or up in a cervix