HIGHER! ft. Trap Lui$ Lyrics

I just gotta go higher

I just gotta go higher

Higher

I just gotta go higher

I just gotta go higher

I swear my life is a mess

Now I just gotta finesse

Pull up and rock with the set

I just gotta go higher

Smokin' that backwood a little

Never that man in the middle

Play with the gang you get fiddled

I just gotta go higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

I just gotta go higher

To the top is the destination

One man army, ain't sending no invitatio

Niggas talk about me like it's congregation

Sending shots, I might visit an ammunition

Im the hardest ain't no debation

Tell the family "set up for celebration"

I've been feeling myself, ego masturbated

Make these fuck niggas bleed like it's ovulation

I've been grinding like I got a mini me

Got a whip and it's shipped out from Italy

This shit easy like singing the ABC

They can't fault what I do nigga can't you see?

'Bouta run this shit up like it's one two three

Niggas run with them sticks like it's NLE

All these niggas can't fuck with my energy

Got no time to be bugged by an enemy

If you fuck with the ganga it aint over

Now she tweakin, don't know why I told her

All alone I ain't have me a shoulder

Im the shit you can tell by the ouder

My heart cold but I swear my bars colder

With the gang, smoking gas, never sober

'Bouta head up and buy me a Rover

Tell these niggas to keep their composure

I just gotta go higher

I swear my life is a mess

Now I just gotta finesse

Pull up and rock with the set

I just gotta go higher

Smokin' that backwood a little

Never that man in the middle

Play with the gang you get fiddled

I just gotta go higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

I just gotta go higher

To the top where a nigga be heading

I leveled up and I turned to a God but that shit doesn't mean niggas made in my image

I am a menace

I could trade family for riches and niggas for bitches

To show that I fit the description

Came from the bottom now we at the top man I made a mission to switch the position

Ekse!

I ain't no regular dilly

Im going up to the tippidy top and I ain't coming back 'til I make me a milly

Yeah see how we move

Couple niggas tryna do it too

Big steps, can't fit in my shoes

Step on their necks I could never lose

I just gotta go higher

I swear my life is a mess

Now I just gotta finesse

Pull up and rock with the set

I just gotta go higher

Smokin' that backwood a little

Never that man in the middle

Play with the gang you get fiddled

I just gotta go higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

I just gotta go higher