Tommy Black - Hi, Heaven lyrics

And I make cents move Dollars will fall Babies will drool Toddlers will crawl Oh it ain't cool? Would y'all be enthralled If I download new Double click install Ain't parta no clique Ain't parta no squad I don't take sh** I'm a urinal stall I wrote that sh** when I was ten years old Four feet tall Minute like Bol A spice like cinnamon woulda been cool Cool like chilly That's a spice too But all that I knew as I grew was truth The truth was blue Don't be confused Blue as in mood, not the dude Blue as in who's gonna leave next me or you? Hey, you tryin to smoke some resin? Pa** the L to a peasant now he's pleasant True You make me high Head's in the air I know you got soul If you didn't you wouldn't be in here Tweetin with Talib Sittin in the air From DJ Whoo Kid to DJ Who Cares I'm the heir to a bib Cradle to a thrown Throwin caution to the wind Cuz that sh** blows I'm Sherlock Homesick My destiny is to rest in peace That's the least I know On over the hills Through the woods I go I ain't over no hill I be buried below I was born via reincarnation You mock as I walk saying, “We a car nation” I'm a cornea Dalmatians couldn't spot my dilations My eyes are a cadence And I been beat up Then got beat down And since I been both Now I'm even Treason is what I be screamin If you claim that I ain't been bleedin, Jesus You make me high Head's in the air I know you got soul If you didn't you wouldn't be in here Daryl strawberry blond Not Barry Bond Check my juice All genuine Minimal baggage No carry-on And I love my life Yes, I'm very fond No Evian Backwards, naïve flow Drink tea til I'm native No I don't buy bull And I don't tie bows And I read the bible while doin Tae-Bo High? No You make me high Head's in the air I know you got soul If you didn't you wouldn't be in here