Rich Kidd - Stay Up High lyrics

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Rich Kidd - Stay Up High lyrics

[Verse 1] Conundrums my minds out in London I'm blunted thoughts like the Indy 500 Who want it Flights almost leaving To nights over Egypt Charge twice for the leeches You's a hater I'm on tour in Decatur Bad b**h from Grenada and she think I'm the mayor The timbs is black If liquor is the devil why everytime I drink do the wings come back Got me in front of this mic while I'm slinging rap Went from Tim up in my kitchen pitching crack To sold out in Manhattan lets bring him back Middle eastern with the dreads on the brink of black Fly prince in the tints with the frames thats German 4th Pyramid's the name I remain for certain I came out to critics acclaim Smoked out in Amsterdam under drizzling rain [Hook] Hey we just stay up high Sky's falling grab a piece of the pie Fly vixens in cars Chasing the light but it belongs to the stars I already made my mind All I wanna do is just stay up high These late nights wild All I wanna do is just stay up high Stay high Verse 2: Slow motion driving the boat coasting The ropes on long while the goats roasting Whats the Name on a Khartoosh Left my chain in a bar booth Give a f** I'm just drugging out the misery Skullduggery got me bugging out in Italy b**hes missing me sweet thrill of victory My enemies pissed still wish they could get rid of me 30 Thou in the clouds with epiphanies Meet me TriBeCa wall st by the Tiffany's Crazed...fast life affinity catch flights from Kennedy Last night is hitting me I'm a dreamer money making schemer On a prowl f**ed the girl from Ipanema In every country don't even need a visa But I'm in need of reefer Really Pleased to meet ya [Hook] [Verse 3] Life's a beach on the promenade in Nice Drunk in the French quarters I bend borders Perrier sipping smoke in my lungs The paintings on the wall from the coast that I'm from Burgundy English Clark's Stupendous on a song What I been thus far Swiss bank accounts daddy What You in this for Split the bill go Dutch Cause the business raw Back in the Dot you know I got it locked The pineapple twisted with the spritzer and ciroc Hollywood dreaming funny I'm leaving To the land of milk & honey where the money's the demon I found my niche Sip aged old distilled that I down with quiche So high think'll I fly off a mountain peak Jetting to the next check while they counting sheep [Hook]

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