Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lift Me Up, artist - Vince Staples. Album song Summertime '06, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Lift Me Up |
| Hey, I’m just a nigga until I fill my pockets |
| And then I’m Mr. Nigga, they follow me while shoppin' |
| I feel like Mick and Richards, they feel like Muddy Waters |
| So tell me what’s the difference, so tell me what’s the difference? |
| My momma was a Christian, Crip walkin' on blue-waters |
| Was fadin' up in Davis, then walkin' back to Palmer |
| A fro like Huey partner, Auntie Angie had them choppers |
| So tell me what’s the difference, so tell me what’s the difference? |
| I feel like «Fuck Versace», they rapin' nigga’s pockets |
| And we don’t get acknowledged, just thank me for the profit |
| A prophet just like Moses, if Moses look like Shaka |
| Zulu, my .44 loaded, I’m aimin' at Nirvana |
| My bitch look like Madonna, they starin' at katana |
| Waiter still ain’t brought the chopsticks, should have brought the chopper |
| Uber driver in the cockpit look like Jeffrey Dahmer |
| But he lookin' at me crazy when we pull up to the projects |
| See, this weight is on my shoulders, pray Jehovah lift me up |
| And my pain is never over, pills and potions fix me up |
| I just want to live it up, can a motherfucker breathe? |
| Life ain’t always what it seems, so please just lift me up |
| Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up |
| Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up |
| Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up |
| We love our neighborhood, so all my brothers bang the hood |
| I never vote for presidents, the presidents that changed the hood |
| Is dead and green, was standin' on this mezzanine in Paris, France |
| Finna spaz cause most my homies never finna get this chance |
| All these white folks chanting when I asked 'em where my niggas at? |
| Goin' crazy, got me goin' crazy, I can’t get wit' that |
| Wonder if they know, I know they won’t go where we kick it at |
| Ho, this shit ain’t Gryffindor, we really killin', kickin' doors |
| Fight between my conscious, and the skin that’s on my body |
| Man, I need to fight the power, but I need that new Ferrari |
| Man, I breathe in, bleed this, Poppy Street |
| I shot them guns cause talk is cheap |
| Bow your head and pray, okay, now walk wit' me |
| See, this weight is on my shoulders, pray Jehovah lift me up |
| And my pain is never over, pills and potions fix me up |
| I just want to live it up, can a motherfucker breathe? |
| Life ain’t always what it seems, so please just lift me up |
| Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up |
| Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up |
| Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up |
| Lift me up, lift me, lift me up |
| Lift me, lift me up, lift me, lift me up |
| Lift me, lift me, lift me, lift me, lift me, lift me up |
| Lift me, lift me up, lift me, lift me up |