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HiGHER CEiLINGS EP4
I been quiet
Been quiet
#Instrumental
Yea ain’t no fire like this though


Might change to gold from platinum
Like Sisqo
Took her out on the scene
In San Francisco


And she gone charge me for the cookie
Like nabisco
And she just wanna disco
All night long and dip off in a Enzo


Ferrari too long we been starving
Heard the lies of people talking
And the world steady
No weapon formed against me


Shall harm me
It’s me against the world
I’m my army one man
God still on me

Me with the hammer on case the rеaper
It’s baking soda sent the paymеnt over
They said the wait is over
Get a face lift every time I


Hit the scene
It’s gleam shining out the two ears
Mr ragoo whiz I
Ragoo the seats in a ragtop Benz
I’m speeding leaning
And my intentions are clear
That’s me and vz scheming since 2015
We been chasing dreams


Picking phone up for promoters that be
The new sunshine over the horizon
Hours we waited front of Verizon
For new cell devices


We live for the right prices
Case the yin sneak up on us
Like ninjas throwing shurikens
Backstabbing foes moving unrighteous

Better stay on toes like ballerinas
My code of honor
Is family over my purchase list
I know just what my purpose is


I hear the voices
And they only getting louder
I pray that my growth don’t make’em sour
Wash away all my sins in a money shower


And we been right in wrongs
Before the internet routers
That was before I knew the talent I had
In a Cadillac listening to shake that ass


Hit the ceiling til I figured
How to break that glass
It’s like life moving by in a flash
The people calling


Yesterday I was a nobody
Now today I’m dripping jewels bruh
Gold platinum diamond
Looking like slick Rick the ruler

Yadda mean I'm a king
You cannot tell by the knot in my jeans
You cannot tell by material things
I'm most high and multi faceted


Why they all mad it
Aggy and actin bitch
Please, please, please, please
Tell me it's just cuz you average


Nine to five ain't how bag a bad bitch
Gotta come through emcee like juice
Maybe you hoop swag is through roof
Dripping the jewels baby you


Who?, Who?, who?
Parade on round this masquerade
Parlay while they play they what they say
Here's a hundred from us


Just to separate the fakes
Fuck up out my face why these n***as hate
They don't want us go
Million for the show no no


Maybe because our shit poppin
This is the Genesis sega shit dropping
Mama they left me no option
Back against the wall


It's cold in New York y’all
I can feel it in my balls
Now I'm a boss, never mind what it cost
Not tryna be Ross I got me a cause
I'm gone put on for my city
Diamond ring on the biggest titties
Sittin on a million stack like fifty
Only my day ones wit me


Dancing on these hoes
Champagne poppin
Drowning all this gold
Lights flashing, cameras action


Glamorous glitter, Lobster dinners
All this my for my n***as
Those who handle bidness