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  • Take you (higher)
    Hit you (higher)
    Make you (higher)
    Hit you (higher)
    Take you (higher)

    I don't know what to make of this
    Funny brothers on my nerves type ridiculous
    I guess I really gotta do it
    Put my game down
    ?????? fucking blew it
    Put my name down
    And it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrong
    Figured out a lot, you won't be that way long
    Plus, you niggas is bush leaguers
    And I bet y'all ain't get no bush either
    My hood dogs sing songs of rejection and pain
    If we get sunshine, it's followed up by rain
    Like to lay your jig down and get a blessing of brains
    My man ???? so he stressing your chain
    We see the 'morrow through the shades of it might not come
    Got to get it all now 'cause we might be done
    Matrix, nigga (nigga...), you looking at the one
    Fortified with a bonafide blastin' of a gun
    We in the space for positionin'
    Money and illiciting
    Living out our lives while certain cats just lookin' in
    We bewildered off the sacks and the green
    Whether the bay, L.A., or Chicago or Queens
    You better raise your game
    They comin' at you high
    You better raise your game
    Don't ask no questions why, nigga
    Then speak figuratively, I mean this shit
    And speak literally, you in some shit

    (Higher) take you
    (Higher) hit you
    (Higher) make you
    (Higher) hit you
    (Higher)

    I dominate flows
    I dominate shows
    And, in the nightime our dominance grows
    And, you could see from the posture I'm holding
    Yo, I'm ???? up while the rest is folding
    A hip hop cat who's flown world wide and
    Experience, adventures like poseidon
    Bunk heads with r and b chicks
    Give 'em one hit joints and they lookin' for the remix
    The shit that I spit like plain clothes days
    Surprised you legit make your whole team freeze
    I'm so irregular
    Ear on the cellular
    Let's celebrate 'cause your man is a hell of a
    Fillin' the blank with a good thing to fill in
    We hold it still 'cause we walkin' with still (chance, chains???)
    Blindsided up in your own reality
    While we in the heat of the moment, fuck morality
    I really wanna see you rise to my joint ma (ma)
    I'm lookin' straight don't see your eyes get my point ma (ma)
    However you do it, I'm doing you back
    Yo, don't misconstrue it, 'cause I'm screwing it back
    Yo, rappers better count my presence as they down time
    I gotta move around, don't have no fuck around time
    So, you better just get on back
    just (incoherent scats) abst'act

    Aiyo, (higher) take you
    (Higher) hit you
    (Higher) make you
    (Higher) hit you
    (Higher.........)

    Uh, uh...higher......we gettin' higher
    Yeah.....higher......

    Yo, one more time
    I don't know what to make of this
    Funny brothers on my nerves type ridiculous
    I guess I really gotta do it
    Put my game down
    ???? fuckin' blew it
    Put my name down
    And it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrong
    Makin' out a lot, you won't be that way long
    Yeah yeah, plus, y'all niggas is bush leaguers
    And I bet y'all ain't gettin' no bush either
    And I bet y'all ain't gettin' no a-hoop either
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