Higher Lyrics
- Genre:Soul
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
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 fuck 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