Jaden Smith - Higher Up Feat. Kid Cudi lyrics

rate me

Someone say that I was lost,

Well someone tell me if I’m lost, cause I’m lost

If you start, you should see us in the stars

Spittin bars with my dogs, sippin ross, stayin fly at all cost

And I’m not one to get involved

I’ma kick it then I’m off, I’ma slip it in your draws

I don’t care about the laws, I spit bars, get toss

Circle I’m a boss, so hit soft, I live soft

Not even from this planet

They won’t understand it, till they see me vanish

I put you jokers in panic

You can’t admit it, don’t catch my plane cause it landed

I’m sorry, where are my manners like

I’ma give you a breath of that anxious

See young crab taking a step, cause my chest gets heavy

When you rerappin...when you gonn spit the real

Cause I’ma give you a slice so

Me and these jokers are never finish me

Give em all my energy, they too cold out the hennesy

Huh, well I be keeping my dignity, and everytime you talking

You jokers never gonn mention me

But my steese, is 100 degrees, said he at the school getting d’s

I do it with ease, misfits read it on a tease

And we stay up in the palace like you just went in belize, like jeez

[Chorus]

Tell me who’s all ready to go, who’s all ready to go

Higher up, higher up, said higher up

Tell me who’s all ready to go, who’s all ready to go

Higher up, higher up, said higher up

Don’t it nobody know, but my click cover like oath

Chillin in the rolls, scheme falls close and then we spose

Wear the same clothes everyday like you supposed to

I’m just a kid who’s not really a kid

And tossed some really bad things, it’s hard to forget

Man, I’m sorry mom and dad, I’m just tryina live

Tell em buggers if you see em, get out of my, biz

Lis, what is this misfits thinking, ... I spit,

You work your stuff and I live it

I live on the moon...your cliché description

I’m sorry dog I don’ t get it

I’m different dog, I ...i’m not upset cause you mess with my style

Cause this stuff’s aggressive

I keep you records, no time and ignore

So while you jokers keep hating, I write myself on the sentence

I don’t care that I’m not accepted, with who you thinking at is cool

Or who be rappin the freshest,

Huh, I’ll always just be neglected, damn

Man I make this music for y’all

And no one really messes with me like...

Who needs them, for my republic exam, misfits for all

[Chorus] x 2

Tell me who’s all ready to go, who’s all ready to go

Higher up, higher up, said higher up

Tell me who’s all ready to go, who’s all ready to go

Higher up, higher up, said higher up.