Freeze Tag (Remix)

[Intro: Cordae]

When I'm down I call God, who better to call?

Ulterior motives, I'm fed up wit' y'all

Woo, woo-woo

Higher

Woo-woo

[Chorus: Phoelix & Cordae]

They told me put my hands up behind my head

I think they got the wrong one

I'm sick and tired of runnin' (Runnin')

I been searchin' where the love went (Love went)

I been lookin' for a dove

Then they told me if I move, they gon' shoot me dead

But I think I'm 'bout to cut a rug (Cut a rug)

I been waitin' on the summer (Summer)

Soul lookin' back and wonders (Yeah, uh, yeah)

"How we 'posed to get from under?" (Uh, yeah, uh)

They told me put my hands up behind my head

[Verse: Cordae]

I was searchin' through my archives, reminiscin', car rides

Thinkin' 'bout how far I had come since a small fry

Fortunately I lost ties with niggas that had crossed sides

Unforgivin', creates division like apartheid

Thinkin' 'bout my past life, my current one is all eyes

Addicted to the fast life, Porsches with the frog eyes

Niggas ask me how I do it, boy, I said, "It's all God"

The funny thing about this life shit is that we all die

Hopin' for Heaven although we closer to Hell

Dreams to get my brother out that cage and open himself

Got that 2020 vision, shit, I wrote this in Braille

And the pieces where I hope to entail, yeah

[Chorus: Phoelix]

They told me put my hands up behind my head

I think they got the wrong one

I'm sick and tired of runnin' (Runnin')

I been searchin' where the love went (Love went)

I been lookin' for a dove

Then they told me if I move, they gon' shoot me dead

But I think I'm 'bout to cut a rug (Cut a rug)

I been waitin' on the summer (Summer)

Soul lookin' back and wonders

"How we 'posed to get from under?"

They told me put my hands up behind my head

I think they got the wrong one

I'm sick and tired of runnin' (Runnin')

I been searchin' where the love went (Love went)

I been lookin' for a dove

Then they told me if I move, they gon' shoot me dead

But I think I'm 'bout to cut a rug (Cut a rug)

I been waitin' on the summer (Summer)

Soul lookin' back and wonders

"How we 'posed to get from under?"

They told me put my hands up behind my head

[Outro: Cordae]

Woo-woo

Higher

Woo-woo

When I'm down I call God, who better to call?

Ulterior motives, I'm fed up wit' y'all

(Fed up wit' y'all)

Ulterior motives