Witt Lowry - Higher Ground lyrics

[Witty] W-I-Double T to the Y I pluck your wings, you think you're fly? I do this sh** all day, all night Don't need no weed, I'm NASA high Just met this girl, her a** a nine, but of course she talks so asinine And I'm out my mind, I'm about to slaughter every beat I f**ing find k** it Don't stop me dawg, I beef I'm Kobayashi dawg The rap game kamehameha, I'm screaming mother f** a broad If I'm not the sh**, then I'm a mound of poo Look at all the bullsh**, I maneuver through And if ya'll don't like my music, well then f** you, you, and you Ha! Real recognize real, and fake recognize fake So when this sh** gets real how much can fake f** take? None I promise you ho, you ain't the one You talking that sh** well then pa** me the gun They taking they shots, taking they shots, taking they shot to the back of a gun Dumb, go shoot yourself and die Haters are softer then pumpkin pie Out of my body, ain't even alive I find all the phonies, and sever the ties I spit that raw rap, but man this feel good too I try to chill with old friends, but they're like, ”Who brang you?” I guess these people that I thought were friends, were fake.. Who knew? So now I keep my circle small, and intact like glue Man I'm out of your league, I'm out of your lane You all are so lame, I'm taking the game I just met a girl, now she giving me brain That head was insane, like she fighting Bruce Wayne Ughhh, yeah While the f** ya'll making whack rap, I make Edgar Allen poetry And only scream Witty on a track, so they know it's me I'm looking at this freshman girl, like you a ho to be I probably shouldn't think so cold, but ya'll been cold to me My old girls they can't seem to stop talking about me My new girls are telling me that they can't live without me Oooh girl now stop lying through your teeth, you see The next guy you meet, you'll leave and love him like me A beast, just off of my leash A chief, just minus the keef I got no time for ya'll ho's I pay no mind to a tweet I pay no mind to a text I'm feeling like I'm up next You're all a bunch of real pussies Guess that makes me a s**t Now all I want to have's an effect I know you ain't my girlfriend So I ain't paying no check I'm coming straight for the top I guess that makes me erect And ya'll can have my old girls All them ho's is a mess See I'm a testament to real rap My heart? Watch me spill that I started here with nothing Know a lot of ya'll can feel that Built this sh** right here from the ground up Now look at where we wound up I do this sh** for me, the crew, and all the fans that found us Ain't this a b**h I came in the game and I flipped a script You hating on my music Saying that my name is lame and sh** You tweeting about my a** Because you jealous you ain't nothing b**h, bow down You look pathetic when you write on my pics I'm eating out a fine dime I call that sh** a fine dine f** with me? You out your mind Imagine me when I reach my prime Man k**ing the beat, and I'm k**ing the flow Elevatin' to levels you don't even know Every track that I rap should be covered in gold When I give em' my music, I give em' my soul Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh