High

Twenty years old with the My shoulders this boulder....not P nor a Tight to my chest, blessed to have Hide what I'm showing Truth at hand, die before losing man, high as the roof and then Alright Twenty years old with the weight of the world on, my shoulders This boulder I'm pushing not P nor a rover I hold her tight to my chest I'm blessed to have known her I'm going down these trenches to hide what I'm showing See every time I show face Faced with the truth at hand Rather die before losing, man Get as high as the roof and then Maybe now I'll feel fly enough baby Love you with all of my heart Though I ain't trying of lately Stuck in Pandora my luck has ran over The Funkmaster is Flexing, Rick James when I show up Clear that I got it in me, just like I said before Locked in a box, boxing my spirit look to upend the score "Are we just friends or more?," can't trust that part of me anymore Know I got me in situations I'm dead and poor inside Friends lie and reroute the shit you say to offend? Fine, f*ck everybody present if you're mentioning end line I walk amongst a path that feel unpaved, unscathed Watch me sunbathe under the suns rays Someday, flying so high I might touch the sky Ascend to a brighter place, I'm shaking the hand of God Asking who He should save, don't hesitate to oblige Whatever I've got to do I need better days for my moms If this is my final day, stand tall and strong for the tribe Don't hit me if you weren't with me at low cause I'm going High High High (High) High, high (Oooo) If this my final day Tell my momma I'm sorry for causing pain Adolescent who, lashing out, never thought that you Cashing out on my day-to-day Never made it problem more than a rainy day In fact, I holler when thinking back to how I behaved Sticking up, you mix it with give a f*ck not See how they on your hip At your six up until the buck stop Funneling in you must not, slip away in these Vices that give you life for a second or two Repping the crew, blessing Achoo! Oh my gosh you be stepping in shoes You never could knew G.O.A.T. I'm greatest of all time and I prove it Every day I be get up on music you know I'm shooting Shooting for stars, aim for the moon I'm higher than y'all Every day I'ma light up a blunt I get higher than y'all We 'bout to smoke some, pop some, whatever you want I told you I don't pop smoke, get the f*ck and I'm, gone High High (Ah) High (High) High, high (Oooo)