Higher

[Intro:] My comeback Millzie I got you Al-Doe I don't know what the word pressure mean BBN [Verse 1: Al Doe] Winter coming, we bring them furs out Sky trippin' to Aspen, we smoking girl scout No service, money's my whole purpose They talk till you, run down on em like why you nervous They rap about guns homey, I'm rappin with the gun on me Ask them niggas in Atlanta how we movin You know the price, black Rubicon, Rover white Double box vacuum seal We send them over night Ah, who your favorite again, who? I'm probly on his playlist, raw cones I'm faded We did Nobu, made Philippe regular Spice market, Abe & Arthurs way ahead of ya Just me and my bitch They seen this when we dippin by Stumbling in kiss and fly I really did whatever my pen say Rest in peace Tito, Perico Puente Dog [Hook:] And as I take another hit I wonder if I could get any And as I take another sip I wonder if I could drift any And as she takes another sniff She prolly feel like she'll never get any Kush got bitch Ride [Verse 2:] Straight out the trenches Use to play the Benjies, the OGs showed interest Real nigga Pedigree, not a blemish Law of attraction rob off on anybody I link with Uh, I'm blessed to be distinguished Before you get that guy to think rich Most these niggas on some think shit It's my duty to get it I'm truly the freshest, sliding hoes out of beauty in Essex Why you stressin? Block nigga, call him Tetris Never left the hood, tryna tell me what success is And just like the game appears Everything you had lined up, you watch it disappear And there go the pressure, creepin on yo ass You call yourself tryna build but life is moving fast And now you stackin as a nigga using dope Sleep standing up but you really wide awoke [Hook:] And as I take another hit I wonder if I could get any And as I take another sip I wonder if I could drift any And as she takes another sniff She prolly feel like she'll never get any Yo yo Smoke something bitch Uptown [Verse 3:] All praises due to the father You lil niggas service is fucked, step your bars up Foreign boy, I'm too fly for a charging Rubber band and Benjamins, rolling jelly jars up Hard luck is all we had Now it's lobster like we garliced up Vegetable rice butter with partial cups Halfway full cause we halfway gone Repentin all of our sins cause for all we was wrong But never regrettin shit, we sayin none of these songs Short patience for sucka shit so I roll mine long It's a work out to finish my blunts, I smoke that strong And I love a Spanish girl that love her throat to be warm McCall poke her over the block I just supply the guap and let my nigga run the spot I clean cut with visions and being filthy To my daughter I'm daddy, to these rappers I'm father Millzie Amen [Hook:] And as I take another hit I wonder if I could get any And as I take another sip I wonder if I could drift any And as she takes another sniff She prolly feel like she'll never get any