HIPPO Lyrics

Good Lord

Get the fuck off yo high horse

And stand up what you die for?

Stand up who you ride for?

IT AINT ABOUT YOURS

Good Lord

Get the fuck off yo high horse

And stand up what you die for?

Stand up who you ride for?

THEN FIGHT FOR IT

Gone feel the pain (way up)

Take on release (wait wait)

I can contemplate (way up)

Where I'm supposed to be (huh)

I store my beautiful energy it bring many things

No interruption or fake discussion I feel some friends are enemies prestige on me cop anything

My middle fingers on extended

I'm fantastic & I'm all 4 the finer things like rocks & gold pedants my God

(Let me have all of that)

Rah

(I just bought a lil sleeper)

Peace

(Demon moving with a fever)

Jah

(Inner self feeling wrath)

Switch

Seen the glass and broke the masterpiece

My word has brought me up I kno it's magic

Spartan kick 300 automatics

Dyin in hell spirit on real

Heavens on me fo

My matters on wheels

Turning my feels

Now they amigos

So

Get the fuck off yo high horse

And stand up what you die for?

Stand up who you ride for?

IT AINT ABOUT YOURS

Good Lord

Get the fuck off yo high horse

And stand up what you die for?

Stand up who you ride for?

THEN FIGHT FOR IT

Throbbing

Yea my thang keep bumping

I tried all love and tenderness

But it always brings something

He looking back gone

Good Lord

Get the fuck off yo high horse

And stand up what you die for?

Stand up who you ride for?

THEN FIGHT FOR IT

Get it out any way

Get it out anyway

Get it out anyway

My thoughts only on air

Self believe them then it come true

Shit,this is a God experiment right?

But I'm in the cut tryna move

My flesh sometimes wanna be failure

Take my hand I need Mahalia

Grateful cuz I'm making these millions

But none of that making me better

So what is there to do?

(You shook now cuz ego your is proud)

But confidence made me move

(Ya head big your intention is mild)

Don't let me crash out the guy cold

The old self tryna plan invasions

Locked in tuning to vibration

Gotta make sure the mirror lake him

Go wit the water flow with the water

Telling me, "try to jump down."

"Oh you said you the God right Mari?"

"It's time to put him down."

Get the fuck off yo

High horse

Stand up what you die for?

Stand up who you ride for?

Shit this ain't about yours

I pray for it like

Good Lord

Get the fuck off your high horse

Stand up what you die for?

Stand up who you ride for?

THEN FIGHT FOR IT

Throbbing

Yea my thang keep bumping

I tried all love and tenderness

But it always brings something

He looking back gone

Good Lord

Get the fuck off your high horse

Stand up what you die for?

Stand up who you ride for?

Then fight for it