Lyrics Heightened Senses - Millyz, Jim Jones

Heightened Senses

Where I’m from they selling Fire work for fire works
My youngin said he ridin on the opps until the tires burst
I lost religion when I watched the preacher lie in church
Tryna flip his whip then hop out an hit the driver first
Crome to his heart
That shit guaranteed to dye a shirt
Mecca died an when I look into his mother eyes it hurt
I keep on thinking bout his funeral my minds bizerck
Wishing he was coming back to life to ghost ride the hearse
Covid in my lungs that shit affected my breathing
Think this Post traumatic stress been affecting my sleeping
Need 300k for starters just to sit in a meeting
Range Rover color steak sauce I really been eating
Tryna turn a pandemic to a bandDemic
Still racked up when the government can’t lend lend it
You suckas spending unemployment checks on clase
Avoiding rec like they ain’t put ya homie in a ash tray
Got it on me right now I’m slidin thru the trenches
U never lived lifestyle we grew up jumpin fences
Life or death game I had to play this shit relentless
Surviving on my instincts had to heighten all my senses
An I stay up at night an think about the things I saw
An I roll up the flight an watch another drink get poured
Rest In Peace the ones we lost because I miss um all
Got it on me right now I’m slidin thru the trenches
U never lived lifestyle we grew up jumpin fences
Life or death game I had to play this shit relentless
Surviving on my instincts had to heighten all my senses
An I stay up at night an think about the things I saw
An I roll up the flight an watch another drink get poured
Rest In Peace the ones we lost because I miss um all
Make a movie like I’m Wes craven
Cut a bitch off with no explanation
I just copped that new thing an now they extra hatin
You coulda did the same thing but you lack dedication
Sold his soul to the devil he in debt with satin
Risk takers life an death in the bets we making
Comin from Mass I surpassed any expectations
Heart broke so many times feel like my chest is aching
An Feds don’t care about that yola they want fentinal
If you don’t wanna get that time then don’t get involved
It’s still a chance to dead the beef unless a death involved
Seen killers fold up under pressure for a lesser charge
They snatching up the real an letting rodents free
Atrociously
I’m Paranoid an I can’t go to sleep
They caught LOCO with the package Saraned
9 in the morning hit his door with the battering ram
Damn
Got it on me right now I’m slidin thru the trenches
U never lived lifestyle we grew up jumpin fences
Life or death game I had to play this shit relentless
Surviving on my instincts had to heighten all my senses
An I stay up at night an think about the things I saw
An I roll up the flight an watch another drink get poured
Rest In Peace the ones we lost because I miss um all