Purpose - So High lyrics

[Intro] Yeah So High [Hook] All we fiend is a check, power and respect Freer than a slave Middle pa** to the left Get Cash and the rep Spent it on the fast way to cess All we fiend is a check, power and respect Freer than a slave Middle pa** to the left Get Cash and the rep Stress, fast way to d**h [Verse 1] The overflowin' of the pa**ion from the Netherlands Flyin' with my Dutchess Most time that could I ever spend Pocket full of desert Pickin' through a carpet blend Growin' dates every Spring but just to burn where Mary stand Lord of ring of smoke Elopin' where the crease began To the other side of feelin' lower than the beast in man Override a hidden soldier in a beastly plan Who polarize k** or dyin' over leaky sand I travel schools of hard pavement on the middle path of gravel Sayin' f** babbles and gavels Don't give a damn I need to smoke before I croak But life I understand A joke I gotta be my own afloat but still do all I can High as ibis beaks drippin' ink on Abraham In Sphinx temples creep three geckos in the blizz The ratchet in the biz Rap and latch it from my kids Hottest boxin' in your doctrine Not an option to forbid [Hook] [Verse 2] The meanin' to obscene Three levels to the dream Your haters the projections when you wake up to the scheme Smoke the screen Mary wetter when her red dress scream Triple beam Aliens that's drownin' in a submarine I forseen life through literature, readin' in between Lines that intervene vines Why you watchin' me relieve mine? Elohim signs Souly Bible Al Green shine 4th Chakra open for the messenger to bring wine over Intertwinin' with Medusa in her gold shrine Erected with my mind sutra One of the third kind Roll light spark the darkness With more papers than Harvard blow mine Cause you think the smartest pay for most shine Caught up in hype but for the spite to take it that far Milkin' every titty cause the nifty high as rap stars Hit me with the fat cause A pasture just to roll lambs Donuts in the future after grown plans [Hook] [Verse 3] Yo they say that God soul is 7 grams from an ounce We livin' on this plane to take the justice to account Callin' for a new connection, direction to the mount To say my own confessions Tend to float up from my mouth Feelin' fog is the impression, a blessing Hear me out For those who born to burn oppression It's the clearin' to the doubt Adherin' to the route of engineering of the feelin' It's appearance in a shout Inside a world that's quite dimmed out Atoms on a spin out Form of the Vesica, Pisces The light of inner city America In two ciphers Double helix the truest nature Dogon the codon High as the Canis Major In a laser, my n***as came for gra** around the manger Just to study, the meaning of the pressure to the labor My neighbor got raided Hold his grind as a favor Just to break up Mind stated sentences on the wake up [Hook] [Outro] Fast Just live