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How High
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Hip-Hop/Rap
How High 由 Dray Taylor 於 2025年5月23日發行,收錄於專輯《HOW HIGH - Single》中
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發行日期2025年5月23日
標籤Dray Taylor
語言English
旋律
原聲音質
Valence
節奏感
輕快
BPM93

積分

演出藝人
Dray Taylor
Dray Taylor
饒舌
詞曲
Steven Barnes
Steven Barnes
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Dray Taylor
Dray Taylor
製作人
Steven Barnes
Steven Barnes
製作人

歌詞

They been actin' up
I ain't really one for drama
40 in the baggy jeans
Kisses to my mama
Time to put the city on
Stack a couple commas
Seven-Four
When I pull up, they salute me from the honor
I was down the lowest
From the hurt the world give me
Now I'm at a seated table, chances come plenty
Kept the P's, Q's at all times — remained friendly
Quick to crash
And if I do, I knew they'd give me 'bout twenty
I was up to find balance
The type to find a challenge
Do it all
I walked into the palace
Patty in a chalice
Bike Airs
The fit could make a stylist
Comfort fit the talent
Runnin' circles at these shows
I got 'em noticing the mileage
I was up to be debated
But now I'm like the greatest
Summa cum
A's across the board — never been degraded
We reacting
Quick to cut you if you scary — we'll fray it
Only the family understand
Any others ain't related
(Pause)
They told me it was up for grabs
Comin' off the ave
I laughed
I knew before they told me 'bout the grasp
I'm living what I'm speaking
Turn the speeches into raps
The moment that I needed hand claps
The day I broke the traps
How high
(Repeat)
They be movin' slow
Too slow for my discussion
Quick to put the plan in play
Never one to rush it
The Elohim in rapper — speak, the mortals finna judge him
Know them devils creepin' in when they get to talkin' budgets
We was holdin' court
We was balancing our present
I watch the way my cousin move — the man know his many blessings
Baggy set of 36s — the jeans, Timbs for the essence
If you miss the sunset, then catch the moon's crescent
Too many days runnin', pray it's not for less than nothin'
We watch 'em when we huntin', make them stocks grow to somethins
Mind set to work the muscles, spirit for the hustle
You could be a mile ahead but still close enough to touch you
If you let the world run you — guarantee it gut you
Chi City — sell out for the raps, remainin' humble
Union One Mikes — got a chip inside the sight
Tried to play us to the left
Victory was in our rights
How high
Written by: Steven Barnes
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