So High - Obie Trice

Not too many understand

They don’t hear the truth

Youy think it’s all a movie

If you only knew

I’m just making moves, money on my mind

I ain’t spending time

Step in to my shoes, only on the grind

And I’m bout to fly, so high-i

So high-i

Yeah

Over a decade my debut

Dedicated to the music I could give a F less what they do

Respirator my efforts later, show what time I lose you

That’s OK cause I’m courageous I play with time like a fool do

Who knew

I manoeuvre this new school, come from where two’s got drew

Bullets let loose, lose someone in your crew

Dude in the lobby wanna shoot your body put him in ICU

Came to point proxy, gotta box your own way out like Rocky nigga

Rest in peace to big Proof I’m on my grind homie

Retribution for you, I keep my mind on it

Can’t stop now, gotta see him on top now

Can’t get locked now

Cause he on the block pocket full of rock trying to lock up a small town

Never let my guard down, disregard you clowns

Discharge a few rounds y’all giving rich round three pounds

I’m getting rich, verbs and nouns so let me get the itch bird and pounds

It’ll be hurricane Obie round this bitch, flood your town Nigga

Not too many understand

They don’t hear the truth

Youy think it’s all a movie

If you only knew

I’m just making moves, money on my mind

I ain’t spending time

Step in to my shoes, only on the grind

And I’m bout to fly, so high-i

So high-i

Yeah

Boy really from that bottom

Father leave, family fall, just like it’s autumn

Let me be, when you see me turning up that bottle

I just need time to breathe that clear, never got the best of me

My therapy’s what’s best for me, young nigga looking for clarity

Apparently I was paralyzed when the pear split no paradise

No fear is given when a thug cry

No mercy nigga when a slug fly

Looking at life through my eye, sobriety nah uh

That’s why I stay wide eyed, rare young nigga got a right eye

Fuck a DUI I miss my momma, pa stay high high

Out of options so I crack the seal intoxicants

I look to the sky intoxicated, no reply, irritated

Look in the mirror and I fear nature the end is near I see you later

We both creators, when I go hiatus

Until then I’m gross paper get a big dose of Obie haters

Not too many understand

They don’t hear the truth

Youy think it’s all a movie

If you only knew

I’m just making moves, money on my mind

I ain’t spending time

Step in to my shoes, only on the grind

And I’m bout to fly, so high-i

So high-i

Yeah