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HIGHEST
Hip-Hop/Rap
HIGHEST foi lançado em 20 de junho de 2025 por R.I.P LABELS como parte do álbum UKR4E
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ÁlbumUKR4E
Data de lançamento20 de junho de 2025
EditoraR.I.P LABELS
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
W.I.T.S
W.I.T.S
Performer
Tyler Jones
Tyler Jones
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Jones
Tyler Jones
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
WELCOMEBACK CARSON
WELCOMEBACK CARSON
Producer

Letra

Mhm
Yeah yeah yeah
Uhuh yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
The highest
The highest
Yeah
I’m looking past my highest self (haha)
Yeah
I’m looking past my highest self (yeah yeah)
OG passed me some gas, I’m high as shit. (Yeah yeah)
But shit, let me not distract you with my environment.
Shit, if you live in it too long, then you might die in it.
Lookin higher past your own ego, help you see through the truest evil.
Red fire to symbolize the pain that you’ve been receiving.
The needle that punctures the skin to brand tattoos while you’re bleeding
 to show you the truth of the bright green and blue world that we live in, in which we see in.
Everything I do for love, for love id do anything, believe.
How should I transform the mind, of a darkened man child, who was abused at the age of 5, by his own grandfather.
Dreams of violence so imagine, when you screaming at me, it’s quit.
Ancestors told me since you selfless manifest what you desire. (Ya)
Ain’t nobody that can scribe for me so you can be my squire. (Ya)
Yeah
I’m looking past my highest self (my highest self yah)
Yeah
I’m looking past my highest self (my highest self yeah)
OG passed me some gas, I’m high as shit. (High as shit yeah)
But shit, let me not distract you with my environment. (My environment)
Pick the vibe, I could pull up at ya place, any time.
Out of your mind, if you think you finna pull up at my mom’s.
Tally up crimes, wait.
Tally up crimes, wait.
Tally up time, hold up.
Tally up time, hold on.
Ye ain’t tryna do that homie.
Ye ain’t tryna do that homie.
You ain’t tryna sit in that box. (Box)
You ain’t tryna do that time. (Nah nah)
Kids wanna touch that rocket
But they know they ain’t gone pop shit
Like “why the fuck you ain’t have your gun and shit” he got licked and it made my stomach sick.
Walked right past the five.
Ain’t got no fear.
Coulda had my nine, only had a knife.
I could give a fuck, imma run a loop around the car. (Yeah yeah yeah)
I just wanna know, who they looking for, all I gotta do is make a call. (Call call)
Oh he locked up? What they book em for?
Oh the booked folk? What they got em for?
Yeah
I’m looking past my highest self (haha)
Yeah
I’m looking past my highest self (yeah yeah)
OG passed me some gas, I’m high as shit. (Yeah yeah)
But shit, let me not distract you with my environment.
Yeah
I’m looking past my highest self (haha)
Yeah
I’m looking past my highest self (yeah yeah)
OG passed me some gas, I’m high as shit. (Yeah yeah)
But shit, let me not distract you with my environment.
I’m lookin past my highest self
I’m lookin past my highest self
Written by: Tyler Jones
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