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higher than most
Hip-Hop/Rap
higher than most was released on July 24, 2026 by XXTC BØYS DISTRIBUTION as a part of the album Deadstar*Living
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Release DateJuly 24, 2026
LabelXXTC BØYS DISTRIBUTION
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Cee
Yung Cee
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cee Rosa
Cee Rosa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wtrpddles
Wtrpddles
Producer

Lyrics

Deadstar
Shit this how we rockin, this how we gon start this muhfucka off
Yuh
Yuh
Ok
Its time i show yall muhfuckas what i really been on lately
This that new shit ya feel me?
So lets get this shit rockin, just like
Walk his ass down with the Rick on my feet, and the chrome on the tee,
with a nine on my hip,
if he push up I swear to god that boy is doomed
Walk in this bih and they know I'm the one,
got the racks in the bag and the fit too consumed
Fresh out the store with the tags on the jeans,
every piece that I wear got the whole room amused
Whole lotta diamonds they hittin' so hard,
every flash got these broke boys lookin' confused
I don't be speakin' on shit that I did,
if you know then you know, I got nothin' to prove
Back of the truck got the windows too dark,
every stop that we make got the block on the move
They keep on talkin' like they got the
motion, whole time everybody know they just losin'
New pair of Rick every step that I take,
leave a mark every time that I walk in the room
I made a play then I doubled it twice,
now I'm stackin' this paper from noon until noon
Whole lotta pressure, I never fold up,
I keep my composure, I stay with the groove
Bad lil' vibe keep blowin' my phone,
she keep tellin' me pull up, she know what I do
I cannot fuck with no fraud or no fake,
if the energy weird then I'm cuttin' it loose
Higher than most, I ain't touchin' the floor,
every month I keep winnin', got nothin' to lose
Higher than most, I ain't comin' back down
Walk in this bitch, and they watchin' me now
Fresh every day, I ain't chasin' no crown
I built this shit up, now they lovin' the sound
Count up the racks, let 'em pile to the roof
Ain't gotta cap, I got nothin' to prove
Whole lotta chrome when I'm steppin' outside
Every fit clean, yeah, I stay in the mood
Higher than most, that's the way that I move
Too many wins, I got nothin' to lose
Every new month, I'm raisin' the bar
They still lookin' up while I'm touchin' the stars
I'm on they neck and I swear I ain't lettin' up
Talk out your face, then we pull up and press it up
Bro keep it tucked, he ain't flashin' or showin' nothin'
Fuck all that woofin', we really be standin' on business
I made a flip then i turned it to two, then i doubled again
Brand new Rick on the floor when I step, leave a print where I been
Ain't got time for a hater, I'm busy collectin' again
Whole lotta ice, got the light doin' backflips
Chrome on the fit, every piece on some tax shit
You ain't built for this life, better practice
I turned the pressure to profit and that's it
Higher than most, I ain't droppin' my level
Still the same ones, we sharpen like metal
Too many wins, they can't fit in a schedule
Written by: Cee Rosa
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