Highest in the Room Freestyle

[Chorus]
I just got back from 2020, but I can't see shit
I ain't Travis, but it's lit. I stared at an eclipse
Eyes red, dry lips, so I take a sip
But that shit ain't what I need. Problems can't be fixed
Now, I'm on another one I got like 99
Killing shit. Bonnie, Clyde. Hit or miss, run and hide
But I just can't get away, no, I can't get away
'Cause I'm still having nightmares of that minimum wage

[Verse]
Like fuck I look like? Worth a milli' on a good night
And every night, for a matter of fact
Counting money up like, "That's' a rack, that's a rack."
If I drop a track, watch your back, cause it slaps
Fuck from the back, hit her once, that's a wrap
But I talk to that box like I'm Roger and Zapp
And I ain't even tryna be her man
Just give her Peewee the long way
I'm Scheming as always
But I promise, I'm good as I can be
Bigger and bigger, I'm upping the ante
Ain't gotta rap 'cause I'm still getting more
Than your Mommy and Daddy and uncle and aunty
And brother and sister and cousins and granny
That's all in the family, including yourself
This music just something I do for myself

[Chorus]
Back from 2020, and I can't see shit
I ain't Travis, but it's lit. I stared at an eclipse
Eyes red, dry lips, so I take a sip
But that shit ain't what I need, yeah, ay
I just got back from 2020, but I can't see shit
I ain't Travis, but it's lit. I stared at an eclipse
Eyes red, dry lips, so I take a sip
But that shit ain't what I need. Problems can't be fixed
Now, I'm on another one I got like 99
Killing shit. Bonnie, Clyde. Hit or miss, run and hide
But I just can't get away, no, I can't get away
'Cause I'm still having nightmares of that minimum wage

[Verse]
Like fuck I look like? Worth a milli' on a good night
And on a bad night, it's that times two
Don't you understand 'cause you badmind, fool
Or you're being lied too, or it could be both
But that's fine...
You ain't gotta admit that it's fire
It's different. Like Kanye
After through the wire
But this ain't no dropout shit
It's just game, it's just knowledge
Chasing fame, fuck a college
I could die tomorrow
Fuck that

[Chorus]
But I can't see shit
I ain't Travis, but it's lit. I stared at an eclipse
Eyes red, dry lips, so I take a sip
But that shit ain't what I need