ALTITUDE! Lyrics

Most of these niggas is clones

So I do not feel em my energy in full effect

Write it or spit out the dome

The beat go below six feet

I put it to rest

How could you say that you're with me

I ran this shit up by my lonely when everyone left

They was sleepin' on me now they woke

It's eight o'seven in the morning

Take off in a jet

Used to walk in the rain & the cold

With racks on my mind

Pursue when we get to that

For my family, myself, and my bros

I promise I'm puttin' yall on

Nigga, give me a sec

Old hoes, tryna call and collect

Go pro, She'll start wit the neck

Cee Lo mixing green with the tec

Free throw, got her stuck in the net

I ain't trustin' nobody, it's wicked

So I keep me a Glock

It's a simmie

Bitch stay out my way

I be mindin' my business

I've been stuck to the bag and the vision

Some how they still hate on the kid

We came from the dirt, and we made this shit lit

Magic highest in the room, off acid

Star gazing need a show in the city

We goin' crazy

Hype in this muthafucka, we goin' crazy

Open the pit, hop on the stage

turn up the bass, lil shorty amazed

Come swallow me then

Back to my place, she get a lil' taste

Now she wanna stay, told her call up her friends

Auto pilot, 3.5 out the zip

Denim tears, Chrome Hearts, with the Rick

I put the beat in the coffin

Never really had no options

I was like 12 or 13

Same ol' big dreams

Jumpin' off stage in a moshpit yea learned' the ways from ghetto with

Demons and rebels

Countin' up cash, with a fly ass fit

Chopper singing ' Soprano

Score like Lil melo

Hoodie on, ballin it's straight through the rim

Got revenge of the fallen, we ran up them M's

Swear these niggas been jackin' the swag for a minute

I was born for this shit, I'm like, fuck it, let's win

Give a fuck what they say, cause I'm finally livin', yeah

This is my purpose, knew it for certain

Trials and errors, gon' make this shit work

Swear this shit get so deep, I'm just scratchin' the surface

I stay with that fire, cause the devil been lurkin', yeah

Either way, we gon' prevail

Them packs in the mail, just got it for sale, yeah

Twin glocks, Keenan & Kel

I probably should chill, cause I cannot l feel, yeah

Bitch, I'm the man of the year

So swallow your pride and wipe all your tears, yeah

Jewelry shine like chandeliers

She suckin' in drive, I focus on steering, yeah

Most of these niggas is clones, so I do not feel em

My energy, In full effect

Write it or spit off the dome

The beat go below six feet, I put it to rest

How could you say that you with me?

I ran this shit up, by my lonely when everyone left

They was sleepin' on me, now they woke

It's eight o' seven in the morning, take off in a jet