Higher

Yo Had to get They shoot low I reach Above it all I am the bag Ushered in the dystopian I was flipping the notes Put beats on boats As I swam through the fallopian People was peepin the quotes C know he doin the most Put the cheese in the toast It's time to grill again Guard ya man, tell 'em he don't Have permission to boast I put the game in the moat I float so holy in Six wings a seraphim Big feets up under him In honeypots I lick the lid Sweet and spicy black cinnamon I'm salt and pepper to ya grits I'm the potion, this the mix Forgive me Lawd I sin amends Heathens believin they reaches I ain't speakin to them This rap talk real bland I bring seasonin blends Architect my gifts, scribble my pen My 2020 got fuzzy I'm just adjustin the lense Telescopic views to see the steeple tip I sleep on stratus sheets, and cirrus blankets Heat wavin my wings catch the lift I get em I get em One taste and you be Every trip I get em I am the bag Had to get They shoot low I reach Above it all I am the bag I Am Told em press play to re-up King Cai is in the buildin Ain't never givin the seat up Ain't bout yo feelins My dealins in chillin With chicken an henny an women An ticklin, and wigglin to rhythms An gettin specific My method is music Cairo openin clinics Take cynic opinions Reversin decisions I been it, I'm splendid See through haters like liquid Turning off all they spickets You ain't gotta see ol' boy Just listen and be a witness While you metaverse embellishments I metaphor the common sense Keep my bottom line under my prince's shoeprint I got a lot to win I drop a lotta gems Over ya head if you can't comprehend I raise the average competence I blame the fools, the news, the feds They change the rules we walkin dead They at yo neck, they takin heads They need more drones, we need more bread We bleed from lead, we chant the pledge Allegiance to the lies we fed But I digress, I must confess The hook was supposed to be here To busy spittin' semi automatic Acrobatic on the track list when I'm in ears Lyrical savage when I'm sincere My brighter skies been clear Since I got Neva drop Had to get They shoot low I reach Above it all I am the bag Run it back Had to get They shoot low I reach Above it all I am the bag Had to get They shoot low I reach Above it all I am the bag I am the gas, yo I am the strand, no I am the man And I yam what I yam fam Get what you can out that gram While I grandstand Cairo open up Pop it like canned jams Any topic, I'll top it One up the world champ Wear my jewelry to bed I make em tanned ma'am's Handlin business with Mrs She get the bam bam Bout that bass in the back Trunk is Packin the hams What I need with a ghost I write poetry slams Do Houdini, no genie I got magic for fans And when you see me Don't greet me cheaply I speak for bands Take any trophy, I'm OP Clean as a whistle mostly Fiend to the keys like Tony Solo my lead like lonely Total my rap sheet homie In goals all net like Kobe An Old OG straight told me Don't give 'em any sauce for free These bars body anybody Complimentary