Nubee Mac - Highs and Lows (ft. JustDre) lyrics

[Hook] The highs and lows My mind's open but my eyes are closed Cause I been dreaming 'bout my time to blow They say time flies but now it's moving kinda slow.. [Verse 1: B.Chiles] I'm a young n***a, old soul, light spirit Head in the clouds, brain storming as I write lyrics I'm braggadocious, though I'm feeding you slight wisdom Food for thought and a beverage brewed from life's lemons Seeing nice living when I know I never had it Got me thinking, dreaming bout the ways that I could have it But the way the system has it, if you black with height that's average The only path to living lavish is if you rappin' or trappin' And I ain't tryna slang no pies, I'm tryna fly up out the hood and put my name on skies Tired of these rappers telling them same old lies Like ain't no pain or cries, don't act the same online But n***a I ain't changed, I'm the same old guy Been tryna seduce the world and I came on time And let the devil know, he gets paid no mind Cause it's Philippians 4:13 on mine Ready for the change that Obama couldn't bring us Even if it came, I bet it probably wouldn't change a, thing Still be the same, white America detains us With diamond covered nooses to metaphorically hang us Turn on the news, it's a black n***a dead Get on the 'gram, and it's a quote that a rap n***a said Talking 'bout the trap, but it's a trap n***a Led by the system, just filling up us black n***as heads But not me, like my n***as getting married tonight I'm the best man, view the world from an aerial height The realest n***a to not ever fit your stereotype k** the game and put my name on the burial sight [Hook](x2) [Verse 2: JustDre] Graduate at 18 Hesitant to sleep, even though I have a dream Not worried about no magazine Unless it's loaded and it's co*ked and it's aiming at me I'm so obstinate that I just can't forget That I am the opposite of the people who wish Who wish that I would drop the mic, pull my ones from the sky And hurt myself until I die Family? They might not cry Friends? Don't need them, tell them bye Love? What is love? You want my heart? I kiss that thang goodbye My heart is gone, my soul is froze My mindframe remains cold Pray to God that Momma get a home Doing right, tired of doing wrong 9 to 5, but out of 5/9, 9 to 5 won't remain prone Staying on my knees, gotta be strong Gotta revere, no reverse You reverse, you might get a hearse I don't reverse, and don't go neutral Stay on drive, just like my future Turning on my lights, my life could be so bright But flies all around tryna dim down my light Something like King might or it just might be Midas Turning tracks to gold, if you touch, I be like Tyson Biting off your ear, all you rappers cannot hear me Speaking real loud, ain't no saying you don't fear me Call me a Christian rapper and I just might hurt you dearly Then pray up to God, cause that move was just too silly.. [Hook](x2)