Austin Martin - Bring me high

Late nights walk-in through your door
You know what I'm asking for
I need you to bring me high
Bring me high
Bring me high
Bring me high
You was supposed to help me elevate
Instead you went ripped my soul away
How you acting like I don't exist I'm blown away
And all that trauma I grew up with now were face to face
Time heals all but I know that shit will never fade
But our time spent together starts to fade away
Now when they look as good as you I know to stay away
But I should thank you for that shit I got a record made
Knowing me, this will probably be another throw away
But thank God I went through what I went through cause now I'm back again
And all that shit I overcame make me a better man
And I'm just tryna write my wrongs so I won't sin again
I was young and ignorant
But they can't knock my grind or hustle they know that I'm staying disciplined
Phoenix how I rise from the ashes yea I'm heaven sent
You had me out my element
That night I should've never went
Texts I should've never sent
Mistakes I'll never make again
You could try and knock me off and treat me like I don't exist
But I elevate I'm higher than your ceilings is
Had me suit and tied up like a meeting is
And if ya listening I'm hoping that ya feeling this
Treat my verses like a sermon yea I'm preaching it
And treat the record like a meal yea I'm eating it
You can't go to school for this they just not teaching it
So for you I'm just revealing this
Late nights walk-in through your door
You know what I'm asking for
I need you to bring me high
Bring me high
Bring me high
Bring me high
Take me high don't let me down
Pops told me to hold it down
Sister sayin that she proud
Momma says she miss me now
On my own out in LA it's been a while now
But I have no doubt in my vision I'll make it out
I was once a problem child now I'm the golden child
Thank god for my siblings I can't stand to be an only child
We grew up south of the city we made it out
Fueled by the fire for those who went and counted us out
I'm sitting by myself up in the studio I'm thinking wow
Like how I make some shit so real
And how the fuck could I ever want a deal
When I could do it all alone
Cause I do it all foreal, foreal
And that's actual, that's so fucking factual
The way I move is militant, oh so tactical
The way I count it up then I divide that's mathematical
The way they be acting so fake out here that's too theatrical
And when I try and paint a picture yea I try and go and do it right
Some people can't see the light
That's because they losing sight
Guess me and them never had the same vision
I'm way out of your league not in the same division
And when I shoot my shot you know it's with precision
The way you live your life you showing no ambition
Probably why we fought all those times head to head collision
No more holding back no more inhibitions
Late nights walk-in through your door
You know what I'm asking for
I need you to bring me high
Bring me high
Bring me high
Bring me high

Written by:
Austin Garcia

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