Higher

[Chorus]

Take you (Higher)

Hit you (Higher)

Make you (Higher)

Hit you (Higher)

Take you (Higher)

[Verse 1]

I don't know what to make of this

Funny brothers on my nerves type ridiculous

I guess I really gotta do it, put my game down

Hold the game, fucking blew it, put my name down

And it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrong

Made it out alive, you won't be that way long

Plus, y'all niggas is bush leaguers

And I bet you y'all ain't gettin' no bush neither

My hood dogs sing songs of rejection and pain

If we get sunshine, it's followed up by rain

Like to lay your chick down and get a blessing of brains

My man ski know you soft so he stressing your chain

We see the 'morrow through the shades of it might not come

Got to get it all now cause we might be done

Matrix, nigga (nigga...), you looking at The One

Fortified with a bonafide blastin' of a gun

We in the space for positionin', money and eliciting

Living out our lives while certain cats just lookin' in

We bewildered off the sacks and the green

Whether the bay, L.A., or Chicago or Queens

You better raise your game

They comin' at you high

You better raise your game

Don't ask no questions why, nigga

Then speak figuratively, I mean this shit

And to speak literally, you in some shit

[Chorus]

Take you (Higher)

Hit you (Higher)

Make you (Higher)

Hit you (Higher)

Take you (Higher)

[Verse 2]

I dominate flows

I dominate shows

And, in the nighttime our dominance grows

And, you could see it from the posture I'm holding

Yo, I'm re-ing up while the rest is folding

A hip hop cat who's flown worldwide and

Experience, adventures like Poseidon

Bump heads with R&B chicks

Give 'em one hit joint and they lookin' for the remix

The shit that I spit like plain clothes days

Surprised you legit make your whole team freeze

I'm so irregular

Ear on the cellular

Let's celebrate cause your man is a hell of a

Fillin' the blank with a good thing to fill in

We hold it still cause we walkin' with steel Chins

Blindsided up in your own reality

While we in the heat of the moment, fuck morality

I really wanna see you rise to my joint ma (ma)

I'm lookin' straight, don't see your eyes get the point ma (ma)

However you do it, I'm doing you back

Yo, don't misconstrue it, cause I'm screwing it back

Yo, rappers better count my presence as they down time

I gotta move around, don't have no fuck around time

So, you better just get on back

Just (incoherent scats) abst'act

[Chorus]

Take you (Higher)

Hit you (Higher)

Make you (Higher)

Hit you (Higher)

Take you (Higher)

[Interlude]

Uh, uh...higher......we gettin' higher

Yeah.....higher......

Yo, one more time

[Verse 3]

I don't know what to make of this

Funny brothers on my nerves type ridiculous

I guess I really gotta do it

Put my game down

Hold the game, fucking blew it

Put my name down

And it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrong

Made it out alive, you won't be that way long

Plus, y'all niggas is bush leaguers

And I bet you y'all ain't gettin' no bush neither

And I bet y'all ain't gettin' no a-hoop either

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