AIM Billofwright - Higher Lyrics

I don't get out
Like I used to no more
No more
Hell is rising
Sky is falling
I done seen a lot of things
Piccolo special beams
Ultra lord
Charlie Sheen
We on top
Poppy seeds
Check my soul chase my dreams
Mediate
Blow some tree
Earthly things
Earthly beings
Hell is rising
Sky is falling
I done seen a lot of things
Piccolo special beams
Ultra lord
Charlie Sheen
We on top
Poppy seeds
Check my soul chase my dreams
Mediate
Blow some tree
Earthly things
Earthly beings
Get up and get out
Get up
Get up and get out
Get up
Get up and get out
Get up
Get up and get out
Get up
I'm like what you on
Ay
I'm like what you on
Ay
I'm like what you on
Ay
Get up and get out
Get up
Get up and get out
Get up
Get up and get out
Get up
Get up and get out
Get up
I'm like what you on
Ay
I'm like what you on
Ay
I'm like what you on
Ay
I'm like what you on
Ay
This your mood
This your mood
This your
This your
This your move
Stella shouted got
Her groove
Billofwright I hit the move
Time is chicken
Money moves
Niggas cheesy nothing new
Motivate is what we do
Let's go up I got some plans
Break the chains
Brake the man
Feel the spirits rise again
40 years not a chance
All hell f*ck a ghost
Rejuvenated f*ck the clan
Fruits of labor Toucan Sam
Niggas always got the bag
Niggas always going to do
Niggas always going to brag
Niggas love to play the part
Until it's time for action sad
Best revenge is your success
Bet that a make them bitches
Mad
So important
So a secret
Mind my matter
Working fast
Influenced minds and
Blow a bag
Start with 7 add a 7 14
And got a bag
I was good before the half's
Y'all be taking out the ass
My advice buy some class
Let me jet before I lag
Talking shit hit his chest
Power level super saiyan
Bitch I'm fly like Captain
Planet bitch I'm fly like
Peter Pan
We came here to have our
Way bitch we ain't asking
If we can
Mazi copped the 350s
Trying to cop the runners then
Dreaming slanging
Slanging dreaming
I been working every since
Mr. Wright don't got no sense
But his gang and IQ lit
Skinny nigga used to tussle
Want results you got to struggle
Count me out them bitches
Buzzing
Bitch my future up to something
We been working day and night
To get me booked all through
The summer
He not splashing on no clothes
Feel like crackers owe him
Something
We was splashing on them hoes
He ain't do this shit for nothing
Didn't complain
Went broke and hungry
Time is essence time is money
How them niggas leave me
Starving
And then come round and
Ask for something
You get hip or whipped
Lil dummy
This get rich
Shit here for Dummies
I can't be round shit for
Nothing
Billofwright a Detroit player
Motor City get the money
I can't be round shit for nothing
Motor City get the money