Childish Major - Aim High Lyrics

Lyrics Aim High - Childish Major



Yeah, yeah
I need the first class window
I never seen nobody fightin′ for middle
I done seen a nigga that's too tired to get up
Grab a cup of water, he content wit′ hiccup
Cool, calm vibe, remember it's your vibe
C4 bomb, now we bouta blow right, right, right
Man, sleep your whole life away that shit like suicide
But who am I?
Look I've been workin′ on myself
Discipline, do or die, do or die, do or die
How the hell you gon′ hit if you shooting low
Aim high, aim high, aim high, aim high
Aim high, aim high, aim high, aim high
They swear this shit ain't poppin′ in the Carolinas
I'm at barber with a shawty, shoot at every lineup
I ain′t never seen a million I'm on full throttle
Yeah, deposits I like it
The same hands that get handouts you fight with
You gotta say whatchu meaning when you don′t like shit
Ay, I used to be the nigga not controlling the vibe
They gotta see a leader when they look in my eyes (Yeah)
I gotta make this shit change (Shit change)
I ain't get up out the feels just to pump fake
Grab plates because you know that we divide pies
Four ways finna jump up on the price tag
Road rage, soon enough you get fed up playing all day
You gotta add work, you've been prayin′ all day
And never trust a hoe who be layin′ all day
I need the first class window
I never seen nobody fightin' for middle
I done seen a nigga that′s to tired to get up
Grab a cup of water, he couldn't tent what hiccup
Cool, calm vibe, remember it′s your vibe
C4 bomb, now we bouta blow right, right, right
Man, sleep your whole life away that shit like suicide
But who am I?
Look I've been workin′ on myself
Discipline, do or die, do or die, do or die
How the hell you gon' hit if you shooting low
Aim high, aim high, aim high, aim high
Aim high, aim high, aim high, aim high
Ay
You gotta watch these hoes, hoes distract me
Fine ass hoes with the platine
Seen that ass on the Grammys
Seen the same ass in person
And honestly it's way fatter
Truth be told her friend badder
Truth be told you got a girl at home, on hold it don′t matter
Oh my God look where your hands is
Oh my God, ouh you nasty
Oh my God, she′s a savage
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my



Writer(s): Markus Alandrus Randle, Christopher Michael Lesesne


Childish Major - Woo$Ah
Album Woo$Ah
date of release
15-12-2017




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