Higher

Takin' you higher, always spittin' that fire Remember times I had to turn the boombox up with a pair of pliers God got me, if he didn't then life would be rocky Instead I'm in Koto sippin' sake while the haters watch me Wifey locked me, the pureness of her heart has shocked me Like a defibrillator, how many gifts can you give a hater I stay original, while there's so many imitators The world is digital, what happened to the originators Carbon copy, A.I., you need a poem to get your kids back Just tell it to lie and sit back as they cry And forgive you because of something you didn't write How's it feel to know you cheated in life Gotta go up, we fallin' down the ladder I tried to tell you when I wrote Silver Platter It really doesn't matter, 100k followers till they heard of ya And when you get what you dream for Your entire life they plot to murder ya Takin' you higher, Bird on a telephone wire is some new type of vibes, I guess I'm just feelin' inspired Made the beats, mixed, mastered and produced it Dropped it on all platforms, that's how I introduced it Wanted to blend every genre, so I did Got gospel, rap, rock, country, pop, so I could give Love to every type of listener that's listening So listen up because I listened to your advice and created this Higher, higher, higher We want to lift you higher Higher, higher, higher We want to lift you higher Higher, higher, higher We want to lift you higher Higher, higher, higher We want to lift you higher A masterpiece, I call it Fusion Wave It's no illusion, I confuse em with rhymes that make em hallucinate Feelin' good, feelin' rejuvenated Be as judgmental as you want, I'm the one that's gonna adjudicate it So many artists take a beat and then they mutilate it Every type of vibe on one album, now who's your favorite Cut and' chop samples and chords like Freddy Krueger made it Busted out Chris Lorde and MoogerFoogers, pay attention Tape your ear to the speaker if you have to Cause whenever I'm speaking, any one of my rhymes could get past you Be prepared to circle around like a stalker The higher we climb, the faster we get away from these skinwalkers AKA cheap talkers, the ones that's out to hop on our backs and leech off us Offering overnight success with cheap offers Ready to shake our hand right before they cut it off us Like the ones in office, back to your regularly scheduled program Where dope music hits you from side to side thanks to your bro ham This time I didn't take no opinions from no man I just does what I does, this little pig like to go ham This time I'm going big like the muscles on Conan Take a swig of my hustle, drink it up slow fam Become mesmerized like the vibe of a slow jam Make you believe like the fab four football and toe jam Higher, higher, higher We want to lift you higher Higher, higher, higher We want to lift you higher Higher, higher, higher We want to lift you higher Higher, higher, higher We want to lift you higher