Higher

Can't focus The mind is such a silly little thing I'm posted in the same place you met me You used to be my pretty little thing Wasn't ready for awkward Can't tell you I'm bothered Give more than you offer But I should know my value anyway Oh but you wanna get higher You bring the gasoline, I'm bringing the fire We're feeding addiction As God as my witness I'm not planning on quitting No, you turn me into a liar Taking nothing and stretch it into a mile My feet are all blistered Hope she picked up the message the last time that I gripped her, yeah If I don't tell, you don't notice And lately baby I don't have the patience to note it So I never listen And you never hesitate to call someone different We hit the cardio Babe I ain't talking bout B I hit the art exhibit with a Cartier piece in some cardigan pieces Rings on like every finger She wanna tug on my pinky Bae I'm already knowing what you're thinking Don't gotta cuff it to know that I'm keeping She getting insecure, thinking I'm leaving Feeling a little bad when I peace it She for the streets When I say that shit baby, I promise I mean it Carefully picking my words when I'm speaking Changing the tone when I tell her I'm leaving We could f*ck for right now Like you said baby, I know nothing else I'm doing too many laps on these niggas that out here obsessed with the image of wealth I can't imagine spending my time, while in my prime, inside of a cell Travis Scott ones in the back I'm obsessed with the pack Yeah I'm dressed in the image of wealth I guess I'm coming off just like a narcissist Or you just believe it's some artist shit But how could you blame me when you're only hating 'cause you wanna be in a part of this? Bitch I got to go She thinks compassion is packing a bowl I think a little bit different than most I know I got Heaven waiting for me at home I'd rather sing on the stage at the shows You'd rather sing and then bleed out your nose I'm guessing it's just the way that it goes Everybody gets assigned their roles Can't focus The mind is such a silly little thing Oh but you wanna get higher You bring the gasoline, I'm bringing the fire We're feeding addiction As God as my witness I'm not planning on quitting No, you turn me into a liar Taking nothing and stretch it into a mile My feet are all blistered Hope she picked up the message the last time that I gripped her