Higher

Hook
He falls in the darkness
Of the streets
And the weed
And his life's incomplete
He falls in the darkness
In the people
In the bottles
It's a sequel
No one follows

Verse 1

Why you feast on the weak
Got paid for some weeks
You could take the check
My thoughts so deep
As this bottle leaks
Bible in the
No need for a priest
Like music
Download me
With that zip
I burn this then I rip
My emotions
Fuck a pool
I drown in oceans
Depressed
While I'm sinking
Im a Vanity slave
Can you Free me Lincoln
From the whips and chains
What was I thinking
Hooked from the jump
I've really been feinding
Wats really the meaning
Come and show me bae
PRAY
We've been living wrong
Can we Make itbright
Make a left there's a light
Make it shine so bright
July 4 on a June night
Gallons of alcohol
And pounds of weed
So I can dig a whole so deep
For my conscience to bleed
Shirts displaying rip
Take the smell of weed
Pores stay open of alcohol I reek
Big homie said come sell this thang
Gotta piece of the pie
The American dream
And although your killing me
Your loves is unique
Won't let you go
My strength when Im weak
You keep it 100
It's all the proof
Nothing else to prove

Hook

Verse 2

It's swisher sweets
And codeine
Trying to get this paper like loose leaf
Devils nectar
Got me wishing death on enemy's
Taking a Molly
You Could die off hype
Like Williams
Can't direct my feelings
While I'm higher than building
Im feeling low as graves
Suicidal thoughts but my pen is the healing
Yeah we chasing a million
But the devil within it
The nectar up in me
Life a b the way it stings
While some people fighting poverty
Fiends Scratch the itch like lottery
Losing all your Jackson's
Like Janet bet she scream
You see visions of a king
Martin Luther but No dream
Now it's detailed Shakes and hand gestures
While the land is measured

Verse 3

Your candidates are targets
A kid with a heart with the heartless
Teach him how to use his heart less
Even sell some weed to his Auntie
In the Hood he's making progress
Won't stop till he's cuffed
And talks to Miranda
No stopping him
He's a fucking beast in the land of the lawless
Made him sip
Now he's a alcoholic
Blunts stay in rotation
Bent like the matrix
Take a look HE made it
By selling heroin
To the lady who use to watch HIM as a baby
Death he's facing
With hell waiting
In big asses
And pretty faces
And green paper
With old faces
Then he's assassinated
We just get high can't face it
Get our weed and lace it
You know the basics
Of sealing your emotions
No sense in mopping
Use the magic potions
Pop a Xanax
Leave You in a coma
Maybe when You wake
The funerals over
But I pray my soul to keep
To any God their may be
I hope they watch the weak
Closed mind but yo eyes open nigga what you see

Bridge x2

I really hate
But man I really love you

Hook

Smoke weed
Sip lean
Get high with your homes

Verse

Cause I need you
And I want too
But I can't let you go
Cause your always in my corner
When I need you for shore
And these voices keep screaming
You should go buy some more In this bottle I can drown all of my sorrows
And this blunt Burns all the bad memories
And it feels good but I hate it but it's all part of me
Blackheart