The most high ever
The most high ever
Praise God
The most high ever
Praise god I made it thru the storm bad weather
Rain falls and it make a rose grow petals
But change wants everything to know life's levels
West side ghettos
East side meadows
Picket white fence or a trailer park burrow
If you say grace the we got the same hero
We all up the mural
Brodie hit my phone said he wanna die
Way to many lows way to many highs
Living on the edge looking for the truth
Broke up a bitch now she on the loose
Minds in a race he ain't keeping up
He in last place looking for the cup
Drinking duse in the morning
Everyday wake up mourning
But he's Cain not Abel
And he feels played left the cards on the table
Looking for the why but his minds reading hateful
Everything is changed to a life that is painful
And the time's feeling spacial
Stuck in the past with a lost fallen angel
Drugs to the face trynna cure some appraisal
He ain't in the mood to make a change
The most high ever
Praise god I made it thru the storm bad weather
Rain falls and it make a rose grow petals
But change wants everything to know life's levels
West side ghettos
East side meadows
Picket white fence or a trailer park burrow
If you say grace the we got the same hero
We all up the mural
We evolved going through the hell and all
Walking in the dark looking for the light and call
It ain't really minute made it'll take some time to it
Cutting spirits with a blade but you gone survive through it
Gotta put your mind to it
When it hurts the most then the rest is easy
Running from a ghost that you really can't see
Anything that haunts try to get your physcy
Gotta keep your faith sweet
The most high ever
Praise god you made it thru the storm bad weather
Rain falls and it make a rose grow petals
But change wants everything to know life's levels
West side ghettos
East side meadows
Picket white fence or a trailer park burrow
If you say grace the we got the same hero
You looking at the mural