Highkey ft. Shaft Lyrics

I was high key me from the jump

Didn't front, nutted up

Respect the code, stayed a buck

No you can't sit with us

Over here, all for one, one for all

Play ya part, keep it real

I know it's hard, keep it real

I know it's hard

I know it's hard for y'all to be real

I've been the one, the king of the hill

Let's take a trip, we can jug through the ville

One at a time, we can line up the kills

Life been a drill, you know how I feel

Been on the line, abusing some pills

Nah, bitch, I'm playin', I don't do no drugs

Maybe I'm pissed, cause I'm sober as fuck

Crack open the seal, time to get loose

Jordan my height, just look at the shoes

Wait, dawg, wait, you ain't heard the news

Shaft seein green, Willie seein blue

Peep this, I don't ever overthink shit

Keepin' em in line like a motherfuckin' seamstress

Why you talkin' bout we, you teamless

That shit wack, but better than your first mix

Uh, yeah, I stay going off

Look at you rappers, you all gettin' soft

You want all this work, but you gonna get crossed

No mumblin' orders, you know who the boss

Been with the shits, we gettin' it done

Workin' all week just to save up the funds

Why you be talkin' like you ain't my son

Put up them hands, stop toyin' with guns

I was high key me from the jump

Didn't front, nutted up

Respect the code, stayed a buck

No you can't sit with us

Over here, all for one, one for all

Play ya part, keep it real

I know it's hard, keep it real

I know it's hard

Look at y'all trippin', I'm finally winnin

Jealousy got all you little boys dissin'

Look at your life, tell me what's missin

Bitches, riches, no way of livin

Back in Detroit, shootin' my shot

Just like the Pistons, pass me the rock

Kill me like Pac, picking the lock

Shh, wait, I'ma blow up they spot

Y'all really bore me

Heard that new tape of yours

I was left snoring, yes, I'm ignoring

All of you fiends, who sendin' me warnings

All y'all trash, don't make no sequel

So my buzz dyin', fuck where the refill

Your boy he a rat and your brother a weasel

Only thing you shootin' up is a needle

One step forward, ten steps back

Insert a bar, about free throw Shaq

I know what you gonna say in your raps

No Sam L. Jack, but it's so Shaft

Born in 2000, just missed the 90s

But my influence still fuckin' grimy

Still with the slats, shit can get slimy

White boy playin', nah, come try me

Really, really, I get no love from the city

You think that you funny, you call me Lil Dicky

But yet you forget he be spitting

Bitch, I don't give no fucks what you talkin' bout why can't you see that I'm livin'

Funny how I'm still makin' shit happen yet you at home still bitchin

I was high key me from the jump

Didn't front, nutted up

Respect the code, stayed a buck

No you can't sit with us

Over here, all for one, one for all

Play ya part, keep it real

I know it's hard, keep it real

I know it's hard