ChrisRob24 - High Up

(Deep freeze)
(P3)
Heart cold on deep freeze
We still usin' that YouTube mp3
Nigga got hang time left 'do left 360s
Big bro status too I live for sissy
Gleeful nigga cause I got divine ki
Paused on college still finding a degree
Li'l wiser done got him a goatee
Thought I was John Cena back in the gep
Just they way them lil hoes didn't see me
So I showed 'em who I was
Or what I'd become
Up in who am I the Ep
Said I keep that main character energy
But if not in my circle, then I'm not that verbal
So uh like just please just don't talk to me
Said I like all my hoes to come in groups of three's
Preferably Chinese or Japanese
If you ain't wit my shits
Then you can just dip
I am ok to agree to disagree
That seven six two only pop in your dreams
Li'l nigga you playing some fantasy (Fax)
Difference is I say what is reality (Fax)
Not no bullshit shit, no fuckin fatality's
Fuck all around, and became a clown
Then nigga you never leavin' them streets
The gang ain't a gang it's a team
The gang that you in it's a meme
I come from the nine three six (Bitch)
Where some do methamphetamine
But that ain't effected me
Literally
Like I said I'm 'bout that glee
What shoes he got on up under his feet
Can't hold no water
Can't hold Lipton Tea
A walking damn disease
Might be Covid 19
Looked up success
Def' said that I'm the key
And if I am the key y'all aint shit without me
Shit without me, like toothpaste and your teeth
Nasty ass nigga's you can barely read
Stupid ass nigga's you always just stink
Last thing that came from me was the Ep
This right here it's a tape of some mixing
C-4
Heart cold on deep freeze
She just sweet n' sour like some kiwi (kiwi)
I'm tired of being tired
Tired you niggas is makin' me sleepy
Need a Patek straight from Father Time
Nigga's be suspect but never do crimes
Stop just listening to whatever's online
Yea nigga's diein' but not those alive they be lien'
Well at least bout eighty-five
Percent
Ridin' round black in the whip
Just cause she got a fat ass
Don't mean I'm gone simp
Switchin' all up in my clothes
And on these hoes
Lately I been feelin' bold
Only description could give
Is somethin' high up
Just the way that a nigga rose
Thankful that god got me up
On this road
I'ma ride for my brothers and kin ain't gone fold
Gone stay this way till the end of the road
Got a few eskimo brothers bro code
When I want something done know is fasho
I'm more into culture but still fuck with snow
Might be an angel so called her Vados
I'm swimmin' wit' big sharks and can't even float
Been tweakin' on my flow and worked on my notes

Written by:
Christopher Robinson

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