| Close your eyes and envision my scared of heights through a transplant
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| See lows and take you high
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| Higher take you lower back then permanent like a tramp stamp
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| Kept a positive mind with a negative bank account
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| Kept a smile on my face while my city just sit and pout
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| Kept giving out hugs while y’all give out guns
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| Fired from my job for being a couple minutes late
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| I wasn’t tryna' live a simple life anyways (BRGNDI)
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| Really, so I called mom dukes, told her this shit ain’t important
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| I can rap full time with unemployment
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| Couple of weeks later denied me the unemployment
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| Empty pockets got me way more focused than disappointed
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| Rather die enormous than live dormant
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| That’s how we on it
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| 'Cause I’m always coming up with some shit like my toilet clogging
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| And the places I applied each one of them I denied
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| Tryna' offer me a job, same day I got a performance, nah
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| Lady, I gotta rap tonight miss
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| You makin' minimum wage and I’m making sacrifices
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| So I ran into a surgeon at the grocery store
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| Dr. Dre’s blasting, playing some Illmatic
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| He tapped me right on my shoulder
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| Asked me If I’m enrolled in a college
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| Told him, «That shit ain’t for me to be honest»
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| «I don’t sit in class, I got a question I put my hands up
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| I’m on stage telling these people to put they hands up»
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| He laughed a little then told me, «We built to learn in school»
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| I told him, «You save lives right?
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| Well maybe one of my songs is saving a child’s life for certain too
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| So technically I’m a surgeon too»
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| Yeah, everybody seen doubt
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| Now I got the crowd jumping like a trampoline house
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| They don’t want a black brother to eat, I’m used to it
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| 'Cause they always tryna' take the black jelly beans out, nigga
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| Yeah, I’m dreaming to make a profit
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| And God always sketching a special way to surprise it
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| Reflecting on my life in this broken rear-view mirror
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| 'Cause I crashed my fucking car cause I was texting and driving
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| That’s no job, no car, fuck it man I surrender
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| I close my eyes, next thing we know we up in November
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| «Liquor Stains» all on the radio I remember
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| Then I get that phone call like you open for Bryson Tiller
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| Then I get the bad news, few hours before I rap
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| I froze because they canceled all of the opening acts
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| My city like, «Bro, they can’t take your crown»
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| Man, you good bro, just don’t look down
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| I’m just finding my altitude, nigga
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| I’m just finding my altitude, yeah
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| They told me, «Don't look down»
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| You moving on up, nigga
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| Don’t look down
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| You moving on up
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| But nigga I’m scared of heights, yeah
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| But nigga I’m scared of heights
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| They told me, «Don't look down»
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| You moving on up nigga
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| Don’t look down (Yeah)
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| You moving on up
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| But nigga I’m scared of heights
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| Valentine’s Day Js I’m putting my heart and soul
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| I remember when I wrote a song a month
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| Now management got my pen game moving out of control
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| Now who’s the best MCs? |
| Kendrick, ANoyd or Cole? |
| Unfold
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| I’m rapping circles around my idols for courtesy
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| Ain’t no saving them like they bleeding internally
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| Drinking a couple of Mercury
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| Missing your anniversary
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| Ain’t no using me so I took both the u’s out of Burgundi
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| Purposely I can’t wait to get on your top five
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| These youngings all in my DMs asking me for advice
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| And I’m still tryna' get Kendrick Lamar to reply to mine
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| Finding my altitude as soon as the core respond, ah
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| Me, Breed and Nitty got it surrounded
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| Working for myself 131 days and counting
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| Ain’t no days off, nigga we in the struggle
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| Nobody yelling out, 'Break,' this ain’t a huddle
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| And you always gotta pray and know that God is above you
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| Mom walk in the house, see me writing
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| I love you, I love you
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| No such thing as too many, «love you’s»
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| King James couldn’t keep up with the triple double
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| She work, I ain’t gonna pay you back for 23 years straight
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| She said «I need that Al Pacino staircase»
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| Yeah she want a water fountain in the crib
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| I built it myself for the strongest woman that ever lived
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| I risk my nine to five cause I’m striving for a mill
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| I look her in the eyes and she can know I’m for real
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| Knowing all my songs word for word, yeah it’s all real
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| Said the last thing I gotta worry about is a dollar bill
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| Praying I can sell out the Garden and fucking kill it
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| And FaceTime her right on stage, momma I did it
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| I got my head up momma but I’m still kinda scared
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| Look down show 'em cocky and fear
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| I’m no longer scared of heights, nigga
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| I’m no longer scared of heights, momma
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| You told me, «Don't look down»
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| I’m looking on up momma
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| Don’t look down
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| I’m looking on up
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| I’m no longer scared of heights
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| I’m no longer scared of heights
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| I’m no longer scared of heights
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| I’m no longer scared of heights
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| I found my altitude |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Altitude (Scared of Heights) , by - ANoyd. Song from the album Once in a Brgndi Moon, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп