Jae Haze - High

Year after year I get greater with time
So bright I was destined to shine
Niggas hate but they bitches love me
Clearly I got it you can see the signs
Cool calm collected I'm part of that team
Ida Mae called it when I was a seed
Since a baby I been goin' crazy
One of the last middle child's born in the eighties
Wave got slim niggas turned shady
Gotta couple bands niggas turned Katie
Tryna pop out with a weak flex
He stressed cause he know I'm popping and he can't take me
Live from Miami this a heat check
I'm a maverick like Dallas peep the defense
And the offense
I'm a dog leaving paw prints
Stepping everywhere I walk in
Quite often I be known to leave em dead in a coffin
Killin' this baby no abortion
If I didn't I still take care of it
My mama told me I'm arrogant
I'm only me baby you gotta cherish it
To be honest they told me I'm too modest
When you know you got it
They don't peep ya logic
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
Working out my weight you can see the gains
I'm getting stronger
The money longer
My team on one
You niggas goners
Nah it ain't just a persona
I ain't just performer
I'm a artist painting pictures like Basquiat
Picasso with more flavor than these niggas got
Bucket hat low in these g star denims
Its this simply history in the making
We just call it H.I.T.M.
Full blitz look how hard I hit em
I'm Lawrence Taylor come and meet your maker
Yeah, put you under boy my niggas takers
My niggas movers I be with the shakers
Flying high with the sky scrapers, ah

Written by:
Jeremy Kinsey

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