Lyrics Altitude (Scared of Heights) - ANoyd

Altitude (Scared of Heights)

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