Altitude

Nothing to prove

Nothing to lose

Shut Up and watch how I move

Nothing to prove

Nothing to lose

But they wanna know what we do

I stay on my grind

I stay on the low

I stay on my altitude

Staying so lowkey

Don't need no hammer

They say I'm Looking like Loki

Spitting out the puzzle

To put your minds on that hustle

Dodging pigs period

I prayed for this like a muslim

Moving with passion till I crash

I'm not a crash test dummy

In this wild west

Where everybody self serving when they're gunning

And taking their shot for the money

I had to learn to check my mates

But also keep my ego in check

The fruits of your labor are the sweetest when you share them with set

That's if everybody does their share of the work

Unless

They're lifting in fact

You better protect your neck

They don't always elect kings

Sometimes they wait for the next

Everybody yelling checkmate

When you don't got no check

So when I get on mics I say a prayer to keep my soul intact

Smoking that Kate Bush hoping me and God got a pact

My patience and my blessings

Better come to me correct

Like the notion

Every feeling and opinion ain't a fact

Just a promotion of your motion

I'd rather have you be direct

Nothing to prove

Nothing to lose

But they wanna know what we do

I stay on my grind

I stay on the low

I stay on my altitude

So when I get on mics I say a prayer to keep my soul intact

Smoking that Kate Bush hoping me and God got a pact

My patience and my blessings

Better come to me correct

Like the notion

Every feeling and opinion ain't a fact

Just a promotion of your motion

I'd rather have you be direct