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We sit high,
Higher than your 24's with the
Candy-coated panes and the suicide doors
We sit high, higher than your new clothes,
Red monkeys, apple bottoms, what ya rocking them fo'?
We sit high, higher than your 24's
We sit high, higher than your new clothes
We sit high, higher than a pearl house suite
We sit high maine, we sit high maine, we sit high
I get higher than that fire I used to smoke with my partner
Got me singing hallelujah, hitting notes like I'm Miriah
I'm higher, than the Statue of Liberty, Ashton Towers
The devil like a liar, sneaking through he may devour
He mad, cause we ain't scared, we got knowledge, we got power
We understand, the propose of man, the world is ours
From the trees to the birds to the fish to the flowers
The Messiah say sayonara and shower us with power
I sit higher than the Milky Way, I'm off the radar
Destined to be a star, that's why my rap style retarded
I do whatever because I'm Little G
Wanna know what G stand for? Get some relief, and then come ask me
Retarded in this word, better yet retuticus
I'm new to this, but I'm on fire like I was doing it
Like fire set up in my bones
We sit high,
Higher than your 24's with the
Candy-coated panes and the suicide doors
We sit high, higher than your new clothes,
Red monkeys, apple bottoms, what ya rocking them fo'?
We sit high, higher than your 24's
We sit high, higher than your new clothes
We sit high, higher than a pearl house suite
We sit high maine, we sit high maine, we sit high
High in the heavenly place
Above the skyline this place is amazing
[?], these designed by the King
All white, all linen, some ya never seen
And the rims you got spinning, I been spinning see your wheels
My Lord and Savior, spinning the Master's will
Being a leader and not a follower, above and not beneath
The head and not the tail, I can't be defeated
Sitting high Imma fly like a kite, uh-huh
Imma die-die in my flesh-flesh tonight
Holy Ghost try by, we getting blessed tonight
Since that God sit high, we live that blessed life
Calling all my Christians [?] for God
Talking about the church getting sinners for God
Throw yo hands up, if you know you covered in blood
I'm insane for my God, I'm prepared for that flood
We sit high,
Higher than your 24's with the
Candy-coated panes and the suicide doors
We sit high, higher than your new clothes,
Red monkeys, apple bottoms, what ya rocking them fo'?
We sit high, higher than your 24's
We sit high, higher than your new clothes
We sit high, higher than a pearl house suite
We sit high maine, we sit high maine, we sit high
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