Yeah doing at the Staples Center Obama
Wrote you a letter
You made it I even heard to Ashley
Madison cut in Vegas with us and I'm
Suckin never kill you would all need
Made you bigger and every time I see
Some fight I see blue and every time I
Close my eyes he's snoopingI see you
When I be on the west side you know how
We do it still has to win motivate
Heart I seen you on the floor go for the
Hood only do it all when he said she do
It for dad do you know anything that
Says you were the love blesses a nice
Fitness in here I come young man honey
We lost you it really put some paint on
Me got me scared to go outside without
That flame on me but that body went
Against me
You ain't change on me you tell me you
Was wrong write some of my lungs nice
You made me cry you know crack feel like
I could die cuz real hitters never died
You notify I pray couple days ago is
Chilling with my son I seen your kids on
The Grammy made me sick to my stomach
And that's the marathon continue we keep
But l'm like demos to see a winter storm
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Oh you keep taking me higher and higher
Yeah
But don't you know that the devil is a liar
Yeah I know
They'd rather see me down put my soul in the fire
But we keep goin' higher higher
Look look
My granny 88 she had my uncle and then
A miscarriage back to back every year for like ten
Pregnant with my moms doctor told her it was slim
Was bed rode for nine months but gave birth in the end
Pops turned 60 he proud what we done
In one generation he came from Africa young
He said he met my moms at the Century Club
Los Angeles love kinda of like Hussle and Boog
Mani turned ten Kross turned two
Startin' to see this life s**t from a bird's view
We the ones that made millions off the curb fool
In this rap s**t ten never made nerd moves
Oh you keep taking me higher and higher
Yeah
Hussle Khaled
But don't you know that the devil is a liar
Yeah I know
Right back
They'd rather see me down put my soul in the fire
But we keep goin' higher higher
Woah woah
Nip talk to 'em
Emptied out the clip it was broad day
F**k n***as always gotta learn the hard way
We gon' tape it off if we ball play
Put a half a moon crescent on your bald fade
Police hit the lights that's a car chase
Lookin' back at my life make my heart race
Dance with the devil and test our faith
I was thinkin' chess moves but it was God's grace
Crooked a*s whoever 'til we all straight
With no shame I peeped game and it's all fake
South Central state of mind high crime rate
Yeah
Homicide hate gang banging'll get you all day
Yeah yeah
And look at my fate
Oh you keep taking me higher and higher
Yeah
Told Khaled bounce the four 'til the bar break
But don't you know that the devil is a liar
I know
They'd rather see me down put my soul in the fire
But we keep goin' higher higher
Higher
Oh Lord
Can you feel it
My shoes are scrapin' the sky
I'm so high
We keep goin' higher