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Hey, look
Close your eyes and envision my skitter heights through a transplant
See lows'll take you high, high'll take you lower back there
Permanent like a tramp stamp
Kept a positive mind with a negative bank account
Kept a smile on my face while my city just sit and pout
Kept givin' out hugs while y'all give out guns
Fired from my job for bein' a couple minutes late
I wasn't tryna live a simple life anyways
Really so I called Mom Dukes, told her, "This shit ain't important
I can rap full time with unemployment"
Couple weeks later, denied me the unemployment
Empty pockets got me way more focused and disappointed
Rather die enormous than live dormant, that's how we on it
'Cause I'm always comin' up with some shit like my toilet cloggin'
And the places I apply, each one of 'em I deny
Tryna offer me a job same day I got a performance, nah
Lady, I gotta rap the nightmares
You makin' minimum wage and I'm makin' sacrifices
So I ran into a surgeon at the grocery store, Dr. Dre's blastin'
Playin' some Illmatic, he tapped me right on my shoulder
Asked me if I'm enrolled into college
Told him, "That shit ain't for me, to be honest"
I don't sit in class, I got a question, I put my hands up
I'm on stage tellin' these people to put they hands up
He laughed a little, then told me we built to learn in school
I told him, "You save lives, right?
Well, maybe one of my songs is savin' a child's life for certain too"
Yeah, so technically I'm a surgeon too
Yeah, everybody seen doubt
Now I got the crowd jumpin' like a trampoline house
They don't want a black brother to eat, I'm used to it
'Cause they always tryna take the black jelly beans out, nigga
Yeah, I'm dreamin' to make a profit
And God always sketchin' a special way to surprise it
Reflectin' on my life in this broken rear view mirror
'Cause I crashed my fuckin' car 'cause I was textin' and drivin'
Now it's no job, no car, fuck it, man, I surrender
I close my eyes, next thing I know, we up in November
"Liquor Stains" all on the radio, I remember
Then I get that phone call like, "You open for Bryson Tiller"
Then I get the bad news few hours before I rap
I froze because they canceled all of the openin' acts
My city like, "Bro, they can't take your crown
Man, you good, bro, just don't look down"
I'm just findin' my altitude, nigga
I'm just findin' my altitude, yeah
They told me, "Don't look down
You movin' on up, nigga, don't look down
You movin' on up," but nigga, I'm scared of heights
But nigga, I'm scared of heights
They told me, "Don't look down
You movin' on up, nigga, don't look down
You movin' on up," but nigga, I'm scared of heights
Valentines Day J's, I'm puttin' my heart and soul
I remember when I wrote a song a month
Now management got my pen game movin' out of control
Now who's the best MCs, Kendrick or Nautical? I'm full
I'm rappin' circles around my idols for courtesy
Ain't no savin' 'em like they bleedin' eternally
Drinkin' a cup of mercury, missin' your anniversary
Ain't no usin' me, so I took both the U's out of Burgundy
Purposely, I can't wait to get on your top five
These youngins all in my DMs askin' me for advice
And I'm still tryna get Kendrick Lamar to reply to mine
Findin' my altitude as soon as the chorus by, ah
Me, Breed, and Nitty got it surrounded
Workin' for myself for a hundred and thirty-one days and countin'
Ain't no days off, nigga, we in the struggle
Nobody yellin' out, "Break," this ain't a huddle
And you always gotta pray and know that God is above you
Mama walk in the house, see me writin', "I love you"
I love you, no such thing as too many love yous
King James couldn't keep up with the triple-double she work
I'm gon' pay you back for twenty-three years straight
She said I need that Al Pacino staircase
Yeah, she want a water fountain in the crib
I build it myself for the strongest woman that ever lived
I risk my nine-to-five 'cause I'm strivin' for a mill'
I look her in the eyes so she can know that I'm for real
Knowin' all my songs word-for-word, yeah, it's all real
Said the last thing I got worried 'bout is a dollar bill
Prayin' I could sell out the Garden to fuckin' kill it
Then FaceTime her right on stage, "Mama, I did it"
I got my head up, Mama, but I'm still kinda scared
Look down, Sean Conkey'll fail, I'm no longer scared of heights
I'm no longer scared of heights, Mama
You told me, "Don't look down"
I'm lookin' on up, Mama, don't look down
I'm lookin' on up, I'm no longer scared of heights
I'm no longer scared of heights
I'm no longer scared of heights
I'm no longer scared of heights
I found my altitude