Feeling so high
So high on this beat yo
Feeling so elite oh
Yeah, we ain’t no equals
The beat is heat and
My bars are so lethal
There’s only one of me
And there’s no need for a sequal
Feeling so pressured
Like I’m breaking the law
Popping your ears
Twisting your jaw
Cutting the scenes
Forget what you saw
Call me a painter
I’m quick on the draw
Make this scene
Whole lotta red
Bake with yeast
Whole lotta bread
Got a headache
Takе all my meds
Hustle evеryday
I sleep when I’m dead
Can’t believe that shit’s happening
So fast I cannot stand in
Man I need some aspirin
Gifted in wrap I’m rapping
Man I’m about to go bat sh#t
The f#cking sky is blackening
Fed up with all the lies you yapping
f#ck it, I’m like b#tch stop capping
They asking how I’m doing
Man I’m doing well
What you been doing
You be taking Ls
Take you to church
They be ringing bells
Ego’s huge, can’t you tell
Man, oh well I’m raising hell
My ego in the clouds
But I’m always underrated
People want the smoke man
That’s why they always faded
They keep on hating
Never do what they did
I swear to God that
One day I’ll make it
Cause I’m stacking racks (Stacking)
Making bags (Many bags)
Lotta money (Lotta money)
Flowing cash (Hella cash)
Working hard everyday
Yes I got the cash flow
Spreading all the green
And I’m rolling in dough so
Feeling so high
So high on this beat yo
Feeling so elite oh
Yeah, we ain’t no equals
The beat is heat and
My bars are so lethal
There’s only one of me
And there’s no need for a sequal
Are you feeling the pressure
Well pressure makes diamonds
I’m the professor giving the lecture
So sit there in silence
Instead of hard work
You be crying and whining
While I’m out here killing it
Sky’s the limit, I’m limitless
I ain’t no quitter
I always take risks
Yeah losses are bitter
But the wins are bliss
Yeah we ain’t equal
You can’t reach my level
I’mma have to dig down to yours
Wait a sec, let me grab my shovel
My ego in the clouds
But I’m always underrated
People want the smoke man
That’s why they always faded
They keep on hating
Never do what they did
I swear to God that
One day I’ll make it
Cause I’m stacking racks (Stacking)
Making bags (Many bags)
Lotta money (Lotta money)
Flowing cash (Hella cash)
Working hard everyday
Yes I got the cash flow
Spreading all the green
And I’m rolling in dough so
Feeling so high
So high on this beat yo
Feeling so elite oh
Yeah, we ain’t no equals
The beat is heat and
My bars are so lethal
There’s only one of me
And there’s no need for a sequal
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