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Joey Bada$$

Head High

 

Head High

(album: 2000 - 2022)


Yeah
(Statik Selektah)

Time waits for no man, life is but a two-step slow jam
Dancing with the devil, trying not to lose my balance
Look, God blessed the kid with many talents, he was chosen
It's why you see him living in the moment
Every second, gotta own it
'Cause you never know when could be your last
Time breathing, now you bleeding from the gun blast
And you thinking 'bout the past, see your whole life in a flash
Best friends lowering your casket, now your son a bastard
Pressure on his shoulders make him gotta grow faster
Where I'm from, the stories never end with no happily ever afters (Uh)
Just broken families forced to start new chapters
A natural disaster, the cycle in a loop
And we caught up in a rapture
Not to mention all the other factors
Government agendas against rappers
They wanna see us either dead or captured

So I hold my head high 'til they put me below
Best know 'til the day I die I'ma keep my heat close
This is for my niggas who took a day to relax
Hugging their block but the block ain't hug 'em back
So we hold our head high 'til they put us below
Best know 'til the day we die we gon' keep this heat close
This is for my niggas who took a day to relax
Hugging the block but the block ain't hug us back

Took a trip to Miami that March (Uh)
Couple weeks right before my daughter got born (Uh)
To meet up with this kid by the name of X
Had to go to him 'cause he was on house arrest, nonetheless
Our first time meeting, we was always on the FaceTime
He offered me his place to stay, "Thank you, but I decline"
First impression in my mind, "Now that's a stand-up nigga
Someone I could call a friend of mine and that's tough, nigga"
Shit, I could talk about any type of stuff with him
Never gave a fuck about who didn't fuck with him
See, that's my nigga, I had to keep it a buck with him
When he played me his album, I told him what he was missing
A lot of niggas woulda took that shit different, woulda thought that I was dissing
Instead, we found this beat and started riffing
Shit had me reminiscing, had me thinking 'bout Steelo
Now that I can see his vision

So I hold my head high 'til they put me below
Best know 'til the day I die I'ma keep my heat close
This is for my niggas who took a day to relax
Hugging their block but the block ain't hug 'em back
So we hold our head high 'til they put us below
Best know 'til the day we die we gon' keep this heat close
This is for my niggas who took a day to relax
Hugging the block but the block ain't hug us back

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