Way Up

Yeah It's Low Hanging Fruit LHF, LHF, LHF Hey Well connected, well respected (Yeah) Fuck all your suggestions I be shining, ain't no question (Ooh) You could learn some lessons He be boujee, he be flexing (Yes) That's your first impresion (Yeah) I be cool with my reflection (Hey) Pure as my intentions Well connected, well respected Fuck all your suggestions I be shining, ain't no question (Ooh) You could learn some lessons He be boujee, he be flexing (Ooh) That's your first impression (Gang) I be cool with my reflection (Yeah) Pure as my intentions Laid up with the hawks, up at fourteen thousand feet (¡Si!) Run up to the top, smokin' weed up at the peak (Gang!) Don't know what it is, I just love the color green Yeah, brought it to the forest, then I fucked her in the trees That's a day hike, bought it and I smoked it In the same night, eat it and I love it if it tastes right Put it in my face like, "Damn", It's gonna be a late night Man, it's a great life, I wake up every day like, "Work" Push another pack Go record a track Clean your room and clear the ash (Yeah) Open table in the back Stack the cash and fuck that bitch Wear your chain and love that shit Gucci on, they love my kicks Way up, this some other shit (Yeah, yeah) Up on a cloud (Up on a cloud) Blowin' a pound (Blowin' a pound) Don't hear a sound (Don't hear a sound) I'll never come down (I'll never come down) Do it like me (Do it like me) You gotta be free (You gotta be free) You gotta have weed (You gotta have weed) You gotta go beast (You gotta go beast) Way up like time is Way up, the mindstate Way up, in my state Way up, I skyscrape Way up, the best health Way up, the top shelf Way up, a high hill Way up, how I feel My city elevated, to the top, bet I make it Still a boss, who in charge? (Uh) Two of each, Noah's Ark (Uh) Gotta finish what you start Make her laugh, Kevin Hart (Haha) I look brighter in the dark So I'm that nigga going hard Going! Caught 'em at the tuna then I turned 'em to a great white Or he could be sleepin' but for me It's been a late night Tell 'em we ain't havin' that (Agh) Where his chain, we snatchin' that Comfortable with switchin' We was missions in your habitat Raw dog, no lock jaw (Ooh!) I need my floor rock Granite on a hard top Soup shooting a long shot (Agh) Iced out with a lemonade (Ooh) Staying strong for the better days (Agh) One way, we lift up Move weight, get zipped up (Agh) Dark skin with cornrows Same pants and gold toes Move slow but run shit First-round and first pick Way up like (Low Hanging Fruit) Way up like (I am) Way up like (Hey) Way up like Well connected, well respected Fuck all your suggestions I be shining, ain't no question (Ooh) You could learn some lessons He be boujee, he be flexing (Ooh) That's your first impression (Gang) I be cool with my reflection (Yeah) Pure as my intentions Well connected, well respected Fuck all your suggestions I be shining, ain't no question You could learn some lessons He be boujee, he be flexing That's your first impression I be cool with my reflection Pure as my intentions (Ooh) Stay inside of trees Like a motherfuckin' soldier I don't need a plug Get my weed from Magnolia What you tryna do the way You sittin' on that sofa? (Real) Look at me again I'll turn you 'round and bend you over Hold up, hold up, hold up Mothafucka' this ain't over Go up, go up, go up Like a Six Flags roller coaster (Gang) She say she from Boulder So I know she a smoker (Yeah) I know she do yoga So I know I can fold her (Agh) Way up, so way up, I'm gone Touchdowns on top of the dome I've seen the blood on the leaves Family that comes from the trees Levitate, elevation Almost there, keep on racing Graduate, make it last CBD in my class I'm way up, so way up, I'm gone Touchdowns on top of the dome I've seen the blood on the leaves Family that comes from the trees Levitate, elevation Almost there, keep on racing Graduate, make it last CBD in my class Let's go, up and away! I dropped Danny at his home Spit right out of 'em And you just drop in And just smack the lip Whapaaa! Drop down? Yapaaa! Hey, Jimmy! Do these fusion reactors need fuel rods? Come on, Sheen, it's not rocket science! You just have to - actually, I guess it is rocket science No fuel rods, Sheen! Ah, Okay