Cooksey - Hi-Lo Lyrics

Momma tired
I copped me up my own ride
And Pops unable to smile
I'm hoping to hit a high note
Time flying by,
And all I'm getting are high-lows
High, low, high, low
Hello, hello
Karma cries
The truth is a little lie
I'm going out of my mind
To find out where all of "I" go
"Don't try and find him
Boy is a little.." I know
I know, I know,
I know, I know
Can I get it in time?
I'm sippin', what I know?
I grow even more distant after work
It's a blindfold
We spin and get thrown out in it
The world without a mind though
But we in a minefield
Come in, enter my notes
Scatterbrained
Y'all can piece it together better than I though
Better be outta here before bed
Or it's outta my 'trol
Headache, get me an ibu
I view like a kaleidoscope
Y'all already decided though
Momma tired
I copped me up my own ride
And Pops unable to smile
I'm hoping to hit a high note
Time flying by,
And all I'm getting are high-lows
High, low, high, low
Hello, hello
Karma cries
The truth is a little lie
I'm going out of my mind
To find out where all of "I" go
"Don't try and find him
Boy is a little.." I know
I know, I know
But still...
You know I'ma lose it
If you f*ck with my music
My money, my crew
It's nothin' new
I go stupid as dummies
I'ma f*ckin' brute as useless as a halo
What do they know?
I'm a f*cking angel
Heaven and hell
I overcame both
I'ma f*ckin' prove it
Prove what?
I'm proven to do it
Do what?
I'm doing this music
Muse up
I'm using it til it's used up
I spend my time
So maybe it ain't a waste
And I maybe on my grind
But never learned how to skate
So just take your time
Don't want it to be a rushed job
And I'm overthinking it
Cause I know it ain't much dog
Momma tired
I copped me up my own ride
And Pops unable to smile
I'm hoping to hit a high note
Time flying by,
And all I'm getting are high-lows
High, low, high, low
Hello, hello
Karma cries
The truth is a little lie
I'm going out of my mind
To find out where all of "I" go
"Don't try and find him
Boy is a little.." I know
I know, I know,
I know, I know
Who listening
When the mic isn't in vicinity?
Is it the ones to keep around?
Or the ones who be feeling me
And hope that I'ma blow up
So foot in don't let the door shut
Building up that rapport
But the blueprint don't show the floor much
I'ma bite the bullet on this one
Hide your school
Hide your bitch
Cause I'ma rewrite all the rules to this shit
So it might look different
I'ma plan a raid on this front
And can of Raid up on that one
Dissect the insect just for fun
And they keep asking what happened but...