Beleaf - Higher lyrics

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Beleaf - Higher lyrics

[Intro] Fire, burning me up desire Taking me so much higher And leading me home [Verse 1: Beleaf] I love getting high with my team We ODing off dreams My OG is the King of Kings, you can bow down or lean Bow chicka wow wow, and I'm a fiend Been a keeper since I was 19 Been a sick kid without a vaccine Blacker than a cup of caffeine (caffeine) On the high now feel so low Know theBreax tried to go solo Had to find myself, Marco Polo California trailing leave me like a cholo Wonder how long the high gon' last for Wonder how long the tide gon' last for I'm a**uming I'm a be up in a tsunami Living in living water would help me push out these, dreams Gotta pinch somebody cause no matter what they sleeping on, me I'm a hustler, I'm a hustler And I'm selling these, zzz I'm a shepherd, I'm a shepherd So you know I'm counting these, sheep And I'm walking 'round just tryna be like a Naza-rene Boy don't you know that He reigns supreme And I'm feeling high without codeine Elevated, yeah, baby I'm floating And we over here just west coasting That's your theme, that's your thing If you feel alive then rep your King Put your hands up and tell 'em, singing [Hook] Higher (higher) Taking me higher Taking me so higher (higher) Taking me higher Taking me so higher (higher) Taking me higher Taking me so higher (higher) Taking me higher And leading me home [Verse 2: Ruslan] I'm looking for a open path or overpa** Place where nothing holds us back Sowing seed when roosters crow That right there, how you break them yolks Reap and sow, mountain climb I want it right now but that take time I want it so bad, am I out my mind? But I first gotta ask, "Am I out my prime?" Am I out to outline maybe ask for me cause I love coloring outside of lines as a shorty I hope not, I hope not Don't put your hand there, the stoves hot Don't dare come near my old spots Cause we gon' smash through all these road blocks Won't go pop, but you gon' smell the fire when you come down to get yourself a cold pop These dreams There's potholes, they eyes closed, they cannot see I'm a hustler, I'm a hustler, keep selling these Zzz I'm a reverend, be reverent Thank you's and, please In my presence be pleasant or you can leave And I don't really care where they done came from Praise the Lord, I gotta thank Him Cause I started as a peasant now a king And I'm submitted to the King of kings No Game of Throne or guillotines No heads chopped, just hands up [Hook] [Verse 3: John Givez] I'm reaching to get high, can't just sit by, look at my team It's like I'm the 6th man off of the bench, and got a shot at the ring At the throne of the King I bow while these folks pointing at me, hi crowd I'm just a little engine thinking he can do anything that he can to live life right now Past is a present for the future, I'm feeling kinda useful Check my patches, I'm feeling kinda fruitful From the ground up when I bring the sound up Rapping 'till the rapture, I gotta keep it truthful Do it different than it's ever been done before Tell 'em what the High Priest really coming for Tell 'em ain't nobody else could ever come before I run the course and never will I have to force these, dreams Imma trust in the, Imma trust in the Most highest, being 'Till my time is up, 'till I'm climbing up I'm tryna, sing Make a joyful noise and touch your soul a bit Can't afford to pause, I keep going in I can feel the Lord and His glow within Just gimme my, wings Imma fly to the highest mountain, Imma go to the lowest valley Imma hope cause I know he got me Look down and, see The God of heaven, God of earth God'll bless you with His worth And God'll catch you put Him first and go... [Hook]