Higher Killer Songtext
I dread that it had to come to this (Why?)
I never wanted this, police told my mom that her son is sick
So come equipped and try to downplay me 'cause of my age
Never shrug off a old man from a place where they dyin' young as shit
What that lil nigga screamin' 'bout? (What?) Callin' his gun a stick
Or drum, it’s like a hundred clip, what they call havin’ fun? It’s lit
You spun a bit but, that's so tiny, here go another tip (Damn)
Since when a young king like yourself acquired a ton of lip?
Shit, I ramble when I get aggravated
Agitated, screw up your databases, I'm that abrasive
I never wanted this, police told my mom that her son is sick
So come equipped and try to downplay me 'cause of my age
Never shrug off a old man from a place where they dyin' young as shit
What that lil nigga screamin' 'bout? (What?) Callin' his gun a stick
Or drum, it’s like a hundred clip, what they call havin’ fun? It’s lit
You spun a bit but, that's so tiny, here go another tip (Damn)
Since when a young king like yourself acquired a ton of lip?
Shit, I ramble when I get aggravated
Agitated, screw up your databases, I'm that abrasive
Look, what if Goliath hopped on the back of David?
Affidavits, climb out that chaos, just hope thе ladder makes it
Listen, thеre's no amenities in a cell
You can never pray for a Heaven when meant to be in a Hell
I ain't lettin' them haters in 'cause my energy has been swell
If you friendly with everybody, you're an enemy to yourself, well
Niggas love when that drama start but could barely handle the finish
Clap your hands for the sinners and those who stand on their business
You a boss, right? You ain't scared of a loss, right? (Right?)
Most niggas cave in instead of bravin' them dark nights
Last place niggas could never stand with the winners (Winners)
Load the vans, in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Let's go stand on some business (Stand on your business)
(Yeah, look)
Went from goin' to get two hundred more grams
To a ocean front property with the bungalow
Sand in the backyard (Woo)
Shatter his backboard when I dunk on your mans I'ma dump the whole can in his stomach, oh, man (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
They sayin' I be disgruntled
I make rappers uncomfortable 'round a grumpy old man (Hahaha)
Point them niggas out, every single one got no chance
I put the tip of this blade right up under your glands (Hold that, pussy)
Trust me, this just a warmup (Huh?)
They realizin' now Machine era is upon us
Since I got in, I conquered (Talk to ‘em)
Picture a nigga tryna harm us without gettin' his body torn up
Ain’t no chinks in my armor, boy (Get in your bag, king)
That's why the real street niggas rock with me (Huh?)
Bailed out of central booking, quarter mil' in jewels in my property (Haa)
Look, I pull up, hop out of the ride
Glock on my side, knock a lil nigga out of his slides, ah (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Niggas love when that drama start but could barely handle the finish
Clap your hands for the sinners and those who stand on their business
You a boss, right? You ain't scared of a loss, right? (Right?)
Most niggas cave in instead of bravin' them dark nights
Last place niggas could never stand with the winners (Winners)
Load the vans, in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Let's go stand on some business (Stand on your business)
Tales of an author's grind, sawed his spine when it's warrin' time
Born with it, wasn't taught to shine, dead MCs on my wall design
In the midst of me findin' myself, I lost my mind
Most are not even borderline, when you rewind, it's more to find
Stupid, that crossed the line, when I'm near my performance prime
Hater blockers that got me, same method when keepin' horses blind
We all get time, there's tears, everybody don't got the boss's mind
You made it here from the bottom, new problems climbin' the Balkan mine
Gotta maneuver, negative energy's leanin' on ya
Genius aura, chasing this money gave me a sleep disorder
When you winnin', time's even shorter, don't sneak a quarter
Disloyalty's permanent, Banks with Ran and Machine'll slaughter
Look what it's comin' to, back to where it's uncomfortable
Exactly what I'm accustomed to, Benjamins piling up for Blue
Every now and then, gatekeepers let suckas through
Gotta hurt to your heart to know real niggas don't fuck with you
Niggas love when that drama start but could barely handle the finish
Clap your hands for the sinners and those who stand on their business
You a boss, right? You ain't scared of a loss, right? (Right?)
Most niggas cave in instead of bravin' them dark nights
Last place niggas could never stand with the winners (Winners)
Load the vans, in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Let's go stand on some business (Stand on your business)
Affidavits, climb out that chaos, just hope thе ladder makes it
Listen, thеre's no amenities in a cell
You can never pray for a Heaven when meant to be in a Hell
I ain't lettin' them haters in 'cause my energy has been swell
If you friendly with everybody, you're an enemy to yourself, well
Niggas love when that drama start but could barely handle the finish
Clap your hands for the sinners and those who stand on their business
You a boss, right? You ain't scared of a loss, right? (Right?)
Most niggas cave in instead of bravin' them dark nights
Last place niggas could never stand with the winners (Winners)
Load the vans, in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Let's go stand on some business (Stand on your business)
(Yeah, look)
Went from goin' to get two hundred more grams
To a ocean front property with the bungalow
Sand in the backyard (Woo)
Shatter his backboard when I dunk on your mans I'ma dump the whole can in his stomach, oh, man (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
They sayin' I be disgruntled
I make rappers uncomfortable 'round a grumpy old man (Hahaha)
Point them niggas out, every single one got no chance
I put the tip of this blade right up under your glands (Hold that, pussy)
Trust me, this just a warmup (Huh?)
They realizin' now Machine era is upon us
Since I got in, I conquered (Talk to ‘em)
Picture a nigga tryna harm us without gettin' his body torn up
Ain’t no chinks in my armor, boy (Get in your bag, king)
That's why the real street niggas rock with me (Huh?)
Bailed out of central booking, quarter mil' in jewels in my property (Haa)
Look, I pull up, hop out of the ride
Glock on my side, knock a lil nigga out of his slides, ah (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Niggas love when that drama start but could barely handle the finish
Clap your hands for the sinners and those who stand on their business
You a boss, right? You ain't scared of a loss, right? (Right?)
Most niggas cave in instead of bravin' them dark nights
Last place niggas could never stand with the winners (Winners)
Load the vans, in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Let's go stand on some business (Stand on your business)
Tales of an author's grind, sawed his spine when it's warrin' time
Born with it, wasn't taught to shine, dead MCs on my wall design
In the midst of me findin' myself, I lost my mind
Most are not even borderline, when you rewind, it's more to find
Stupid, that crossed the line, when I'm near my performance prime
Hater blockers that got me, same method when keepin' horses blind
We all get time, there's tears, everybody don't got the boss's mind
You made it here from the bottom, new problems climbin' the Balkan mine
Gotta maneuver, negative energy's leanin' on ya
Genius aura, chasing this money gave me a sleep disorder
When you winnin', time's even shorter, don't sneak a quarter
Disloyalty's permanent, Banks with Ran and Machine'll slaughter
Look what it's comin' to, back to where it's uncomfortable
Exactly what I'm accustomed to, Benjamins piling up for Blue
Every now and then, gatekeepers let suckas through
Gotta hurt to your heart to know real niggas don't fuck with you
Niggas love when that drama start but could barely handle the finish
Clap your hands for the sinners and those who stand on their business
You a boss, right? You ain't scared of a loss, right? (Right?)
Most niggas cave in instead of bravin' them dark nights
Last place niggas could never stand with the winners (Winners)
Load the vans, in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Let's go stand on some business (Stand on your business)
