Joey BadASS

Joey BadASS - Aim High lyrics

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(Produced by The Alchemist & Harry Fraud)

(Intro)

1 2, 1 2

1 2, 1 2

Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up (x2)

Yeah

(Hook)

I woke up, I looked up at the clouds and I seen it was time

It unfolds in my eyes every time that my mom said she'd die

I'm just tryin' to get mine so I aim high, high

I'm just tryin' to get mine so I aim high, high

(Verse)

I swear I be busting the moves

Like I got nothing to lose

Kicking the flow till I'm scuffing my shoes

It's Pro Era, interrupt on yo news

Corrupting ur school like fuck the rules

Who the fuck are u?

My crew necks we rock good luck jewels that might blind ya

Brunettes rock to us too when they find us

World's finest, where in the world did they find us?

With remarkable timing, hot rhyming and nice climates

Spit accurate, acrid acid, alleys on my penny tablet

She make it nasty when I freaky my Jamaican accent

Aye yaw, jagadoom chacadum

Luv to see them wootsin' it

All I need is some goosefanet, fo' when she get loose and ya hit her

Dough goofe, ya hit her

Pop off like a we hit her

Squeeze, got the juice, got the leaves

No seeds, no seeds

I wraps it up tremendously

I'm still gon' leave my legacy

When I'm gone, they gon' remember me

You'll see, you'll see, you'll see

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

Swear I be hugging the block

Tell on my struggling stock

I put my mama in a comfortable spot

Where she ain't eva got to work fo' no man

Or even fight to just stand

I control her with this mic in my hand

I got

One life to live, live it up, live it up

If ya don't give a fuck put yo middle fingers up

Don't ask me what it is what I got in my cup

Ya might live long if ya sip this stuff

Elixir of life and still be mixing the Sprite

I know young brothers be broke, I just be fixing yo wife

French kissing wicked linguistic chickens got my tongue twisted

That twinkie in my mouth, I be apexing when I be flexing

I go back in fo' seconds, beat the pussy up until it stretches

I ^*(&^&*( she saw, she caught it right dead in this jaw

It's a scar

Anotha one fo' the team

And now it's PE in the magazine

Don't touch that dial cuz we on yo screen

Ya wouldn't believe, ya just had to seen

Swear I woke up and it was all a dream (x3)

It was all a dream

(Hook)

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