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your friend

You looking hella goofy really fumbled a 10
Don't hit my line I ain't startin' again
Passed by your house and I keyed your car
If he didn't

chillin by the beach 
My cell phone is out of reach 
I’ve been learning from the teacher 
Don’t you know Bobby the Goat 
I’ve been flipping like a gymnast

Change the Pace

Jerrico

Against the Grain

I?M TOLD
I KNOW WE CAN TAKE IT HIGHER ? GRAB THE MIC TO TEACH AND INSPIRE

KILL ALL THAT NONSENSE ? MY MIC THE WEAPON I CHOOSE
HIT THE BOOTH STIMULATE

Straight up with my team we gon make it lit
Then we bring the shit y'all have never seen 
Young flame on my team you know we legit
Flying higher with

ain't no legacy erasing HE
Calms his nerves just by lighting the cohiba up
Sip straight from the bottle so he never ever needed cups
Don't know the love,

The tale of two generations enterwined with time 
To break minds of even those up in the higher places
We got both sides of the yin Yang
Either

the nonsense
Hold myself to higher standards. Hundred checks before shit launches 
Enjoyed by select few. A Cuban cigar
Exotic shit. A prancing horse on a car

to the hall of Halloween.

I'm Dracula,
people say my teeth are spectacular.
When I'm a bat I fly up higher than an astronaut.
but tonight I'm just chilling in

right

Big Mic Verse
Lyrical enthusiasts get you higher than Mount Vesuvius 
They talk a good game but we're here to prove it kid
Showcase exclusiveness

over 
Entourage across the city pull up with the team in a couple a blacked out range rovers 
All whipped by chauffers all planned ahead cause I know

cream, never found i'm seen flyin higher than a plane, lost up in the sky gettin trippy mane, i told you that i'm the mothafuckin best did you think it was

I had a kid
8. Got tires, now do the dash, yeah I’m on my shit 
9. So wired, smoking on this pressure, gonna get me higher
10. Started the foundation,

that i prespire, gettin closer to the age of when i will expire, i will not retire smo-king to get higher, po-king yo chick's flyer she'll call me her

till the end
Think bout the places that we could've seen
Counting up paper the stack by the reams
Woke up at six
Got to serving the fiends
Shorty been

time

Live from the Rue
Prophet Soul you know the code
Get it by any means
Before we start to lose control
Scholars spit higher learning
You can see I'm

on my shirt, fire drill, flicker in the brain
Fuel for my jet, ride still on the higher planes
Weathering the next mind chill, till we land again
Then we

da club poppin my collar and yeah,

(Verse 1)
I feel the fire surround my body and all I see is flames,
Getting higher he sat beside me and called me

living in the moment learned actions all timeless ufo's flying what the fuck I be higher than lay my life on the line for the niggas that I slide wit fuck

Came in this club with you, girl Don't know why I came in with the diamonds on my chain
Surrounded by bad bitches, I can't get them out my face
If

the curse
The forever nice guy
I see the stakes are high
Higher than the price
Of a gentrified
Block up in a Hackney side
So I'm changing where my soul

the plan
I can pray it through
I won't run away
I won't stay away
I'm secure for sure
I won't hide away
I can reach higher
I can stand taller
I can hold out

we're fighting back the tears
Instead of demons in our path
The higher ups just point and laugh
Til all we know
Is God shows wrath
Don't fall cuz nobody

Got me rolling royalties
Poverty and certain things got me thinking currencies
My Music Overseas it was inspired by the streets
Started off as a rapper

gonna get soldered
Molded, by the blast of my cobra
Yo bruh yo I'm green like an okra
Bubble boba
I drink it up
Got no Percocet's in my cup
I come fucking