Heights

By Valor

On Stylistics

Released on September 12, 2016

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[Verse one: Valor]

Heights, Heights, Heights, Heights

Tell me now can you feel iiiiiiiiiiiiit?

Nothing better than success

Instead of worrying about who dress the best

Put yourself in check

Puff your chest and go off relentless

I couldn't tell you how heavy with power

This pen is, when I put it to paper it basically writes itself

I've reached new heights these bars are my wealth

Everything is golden, should I use it for evil its gold sin

Going for the gold, the gold win

Going for platinum the platter is full

Why is it when I come up on the spot they serving me bull?

Yo, that's something I'll never get, that's something I'll never get

Never understood taking old dogs home, putting new borns down at the vet

Nah, You can't teach an old dog new tricks, unless its an old bitch, she'll do anything for the dick, but I digress, but I digress

We can sit here talking about who's the best, and I'll say, "I'm the motherfucking king" and you'll say "No mother fucker step into the ring" and that's when a motherfucker get to battling


[Bridge]

Like yo, you've stepped a bit too far

I'm pulling the strings and you're the guitar

I disintegrate careers like Hiroshima

You never worked out no wonder you can't pull up bars


[Verse two: Valor]

Or something to that effect, to keep homie in check

Intelligent bitches get wet, when I pull up to the set and hit a set, Ha!, have her do crunches with her neck, Ha!, Have her hit the yoga shit next, Ha!, put her ass in check with a check

Then tomorrow I'll do all that shit again

Then, tomorrow I'll do all that shit again, Ha!

Cause I've reached new heights

Fought through insecurity fought through the fright

Fought through the night to reach dying light

So I can ignite that spark into flames

I may not be the best, but I'm top in the game

The bonus is the money, the bonus is the fame

That's those priorities to a fucking lame

Who ain't got no shame, bringing hip-hop pain


[bridge]

Like yo, you've stepped a bit too far

Crossing to my side without no bars

These young thugs ready to be covered in scars

I'm a low key disease, please, akin to SARS


[Outro]

But I digress, But I digress

I've reached new heights, too tall, can't fall

Soon we'll be the fucking best

Heights, Heights, Heights, Heights