Aim High Lyrics

Aye

Brrrrr

Fuck it

Aye

Eyes closed tell me what you aiming at

I just popped this Eddie on this flight and Now I'm laid back

I was in that room dark room Nigga pitch black

I was on my own asking God if I should quit rap

Fast forward now I'm getting love across the fuckin map

Fam like man when the fuck this nigga comin back

Bank like man who the fuck blowing off all these racks

Åsé bitch you know I'm popping shit Yeah it be like that

Beats to the tags but I ain't one to brag though

Fuckin wit lil shawty but I keep that on the D-lo

Straight up out the bay I don't on give a fuck bout no ho

I ain't got a lisp but I get KITH out in SOHO yeah

Fuck bags bitch I need the whole case

Fuck Jakes I hope my cuzzo beat his case

I know I'm the shit cause I can't be replaced

And I know you a bitch cuz you ain't show yo face

Riding in a rova and I'm stupid lit

Packed up wit that odor smell me coming bitch

I be on the East shout out my brotha Chris

Stay up on my feet but boy I'm fly as shit

Mm mmmm let that bitch breath

Mmmmm let that bitch breath

Åsé whip a beat then let Gease feed

I talk in the 3rd cause I give 3rd degree

Talkin bout degree shout out my brotha E

Turnt up in that bitch man we ain't ever leave

Choppin cheese it's me and Z we getting plays on 45

If ain't gone aim high Then at that bottom you gone die

Mo shit

Mo exotics

Mo zips

Mo flips

Mo plays

Mo chips

Mo trips

Mo flights

Mo risks

All I know is Mo like I'm Mohammad in this bitch

All I know is doe remember days that I was broke

I was deep in that depression nigga I ain't have no hope

I was waking up from dreams where I was swinging from a rope

It Ain't a joke I made it out I put my foot up on they throat

Yeah I'm applying pressure

My energy is number one and I my favorite letter

We Getting money all summer rain my favorite weather

I put my faith into God and now you see I'm doin better

Fuck what you see I know I'm better aye

Champagne on a air plane you ain't doing this

Red wine on my white tee cause of turbulence

Fuck it I walk around this bitch like I'm a peppermint

Fresh as fuck I prefer my bucks without a president

I was pushing buttons and it turned into a Benjamin

When I hit the W the only time I settling

Once I'm thru that door I hold that bitch and let my niggas in

Take a chance wit the shits ain't no ways that I'm giving in

It's Goose

Man I'm fresh up off a flight straight from JFK to SFO

Straight to the studio nigga aye

Know what the fuck kinda time I'm on bitch

Album coming soon fuck with me