I'm way too high to come down (oooh)
I'm burning up out here (oooh)
I'm way too lost to be found (oooh)
I'm burning up out here (oooh)
Out here
You like the Benz, chrome rims,
So I bought the Jetta with tints
Smile on my face when I spite on a bitch
Mama ain't raise me to flex,
But if pics are taken then be sure to get a good angle
I want something to show that the chain glow,
I want something to show that the weight low
Shit, I been out here,
You know that not many real out here,
I'm sliding on demons, I'm Saint Michael,
I'm real, I feel you ain't nothing like me
So please, get the f*ck out the way,
I ain't come here to play, keep my name out your space
To act like these engineers in my race is silly,
They saying they feel me,
They can't, I built different
My friends on my phone
Leaving voicemails, texts, hearts on my posts
They callin' me goat, that shit odd to me now
I remember when my goat was doing me foul
No longer at bottom of barrels,
I keep that remark sitting close to my heart and reflect on it when I feel like ain't hard enough
Gotta lock in, I know this competitive
Gotta lock in I do this shit all for love
I'm way too high to come down (oooh)
I'm burning up out here (oooh)
I'm way too lost to be found (oooh)
I'm burning up out here (oooh)
Out here