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letra de higher - neek bucks & dj hot murda

[intro: neek bucks & dj hot murda]
(dj hot murda)
gold plaques on the wall, plus we made racks off the raw
if it ain’t facts, then don’t talk, i ain’t fall back when it was war
they said i’m too much in the mix
i had to sit my dog down and tell him that it’s nothin’ that a conversation couldn’t fix
communication is a b-tch
and when i hear the story, that’s the same sh-t happen to rich
it’s a tradition, it’s been goin’ on before we even exist
while i’m drinkin’ in venetian with a white b-tch on my hip
i’m on some mike tyson (murderous mixtapes)
i wanna welcome you all to the east side of harlem
they tend to forget
there’s two sides to this sheet
you was a youngin on el barrio 1
you showed growth on el barrio 2
now it’s millionaire status for el barrio 3, n-gga

[verse 1: neek bucks]
gold plaques on the wall, plus we made racks off the raw
if it ain’t facts, then don’t talk, i ain’t fall back when it was war
they said i’m too much in the mix
i had to sit my dog down and tell him that it’s nothin’ that a conversation couldn’t fix
communication is a b-tch
and when i hear the story, that’s the same sh-t happen to rich
it’s a tradition, it’s been goin’ on before we even exist
while i’m drinkin’ in venetian with a white b-tch on my hip
i’m on some mike tyson sh-t
the game cold, my name gold, been through all types of sh-t
i ran through bankroll and bankroll and i think i like this b-tch
i never let no lil’ popularity get inside my head
shorty called himself a demon, he said he smokin’ n-ggas’ deads
know what’s finna happen next, n-gga, the feds
seen this sh-t so many times, that’s why i tell my young n-ggas get bread
more money, more problems just like big said
big bank take lil’ bank, i need that big bag
[interlude: dj hot murda]
as you can see
it’s the elevation
we about to take flight
it’s like wings, my boy
we don’t make noise, we make moments
we don’t chase trends, we set tones
this the type of music to remind you of who you are

[verse 2: neek bucks]
yeah, i had a great convo with emory jones when i was twenty-one
so much game installed when i was young
and at this time, i thought my life was slow, but, d-mn, a n-gga life had just begun
just that back home was so real, i had to keep a gun
the moral part of me is beautiful, i love it to this day
i hate that me and seagull fell out, i still love him to this day
i show him extra love today
’cause if it wasn’t for my dog, i wouldn’t be knockin’ down them hoes and kickin’ down these doors
the way i kept this sh-t so real, i should’ve been got an award
that’s why it’s gon’ hold us down just like the boy
a couple summers now, a lot of run-arounds, but, d-mn, a n-gga straight
i’m tryna make a couple million with this hand i gotta play
’cause the cards that i was dealt wasn’t always heartfelt
i gotta keep applying pressure, gotta give n-ggas the belt
i miss you pops, ain’t tryna put your baby mama in the sticks
i hope i make you proud, that boy too trim
[outro: dj hot murda]
(dj hot murda)
when you press play
it ain’t just songs
it’s alignment
every frequency has a purpose
this is what elevation sounds like (the murderous mixtapes)

- neek bucks dj hot murda

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