Raise to the ceiling, try and stay away from the pretender
Still I rise and when I take off they fall They remind me of gravity always grabbin' at me, pullin' me downīad storm for the flight, keepin' me on the ground To never ever let the suckas rise or let them bustas kill the high So if they wanna hate me let 'em hate me from the bottom They can hate me but they better stay away Stop talkin' night walkin' real night stalkersĭon't believe me, with wings I'll meet ya Hell yeah, I deserve some pain, I know I hurt I don't care, I deserve everything I earn It's so real things we did my conscience outta here The truth is me and my own ghetto got a love affiar 'Cause we keepin' the heat on it really don't matter You gotta practice that before you start preachin' Since I'm cool they go and take it for weaknessīut yet we steady creepin', reapin', weepin' Y'all know what's gonna happen so they might as well Though they won't dare cross over the line for tryin' Surely livin' in the life it's for the thrillsīut there's nothin' they can do to the finest We take it to 'em runnin' nothin' but realness When we put 'em on a level that's if you can deal with Playas operation stack your paper captivatin' money makers Moves countin' like a calculator evaluate the master
Why they wanna test, now you rockin' with the best 'Til I sprinkle them with the dreams and I hit 'em with the gift Hear the little kids scream, they don't know I got wings I done made it up the mountain lookin' down on the valleyĪnd I'm feelin' I can fly so I dive off the cliff
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