Lift Up

[Intro: Joey Bada$$]

Yo peace to all the mu' fuckin' gods man

Mic check one two one two

Shout all that wack shit man

Mic check, mic check one, two one two

Pro Era's on the rise man, 93 till infinity

Mic check one two, one two

Cut all that wack shit in my trinity

My vicinity, the mic check of the gods

[Verse 1: Nyck Caution]

Check!

This the interlude, let me enter you

Kush and dinner food, got me feelin' cool

Let me drop the pheromone

Ey, can you feel the groove?

We at the studio and every night it be the same shit like a interview

Twistin' up alot, she fixin' up her crotch

Got the lean and ciroc for the dream that I got

I made it a reality, salary stock

Gon' expand like a galaxy, foamin' if you battle, sea

I move out start my aim, live

Right here at the highest point, science can't explain shit

So pack a frame clip, thats movin' pictures

Cause my movin' picture got you entertwined like a movin' picture

The mood is wicked, like those movie witches

And the bank ain't the only thing that gon' show me interest, right?

And theres no tellin' what its worth

When I'm gone I ain't dead, I just fell up off the earth

[Bridge: Nyck Caution]

(Pop The Switch!)

Brace yourself and get live

And we gonna make ourself through that light

Pace your health and get high

The limit ain't the sky, the limit is disguised

A cracked safe where my sanity is

I ain't a clone even though I wear a factory trim

Like them

Hangin' on, bandage to skin

Eventually we lose our grip

[Verse 2: Kirk Knight]

WOOOOO!

We the mad men of survival

Who's my rival? Get snatched up for your title

No I do, I do no life recycle

Breathe