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Heights. Video (MV)




Performed By: Quaan
Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Mar'Quaan Logan




Quaan - Heights. Lyrics
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I'm in transit
I'm in transit yeah yeah
I'm in transit
I'm in transit yeah yeah yeah, yeah
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got niggas that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
She a cancer fund her tumor
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got niggas that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
She a cancer fund her tumor
They say more money more problems
I say more money more options
I seen niggas fight over nickels
I dream one day to come between them
I sleep less hours eyes open, Potions
Pouring up, shit is potent, Omens
Sober up, you lit as f*ck Smoking
Throat closing, spit it up, Choking
You got people sitting on your shoulder heights
On all occasion you supposed to rise
You ghosting like you posed to poltergeist
In them pictures where you visioned shit alright
How it's gone happen if I don't do it
Round the city, round the clock
Everybody need you
Making ends meet but it still ain't equal
But it still ain't equal
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got niggas that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
She a cancer fund her tumor
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got niggas that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
She a cancer fund her tumor
I can't mix your project for the free
And you gon have to pay me for these beats
Bunk beds in a trailer we would sleep
Fantasy for the escape is what I'd read
Curb ball on the streets what we played
Ain't no sidewalks just the path my mama paved
I can't go back to that life it's just no way
So what I look like putting work in for no pay
Nine to five, five to two every day
Just to pay the rent and stay true to my passion
What you been lacking
Plus my baby never was a ratchet
She got habits know she gotta have it
Tryna give her karats
She ain't no rabbit
Playing our cards for
The future like a tarot
Playing our cards for the future
Like we up against pegasus
And a nigga flyer than a pegasus
Said a nigga flier than a pamphlet
So if the bar up high Im'a handle it, yeah
Said a nigga fly like I'm on my way to Neverland
Word to MJ I'll never land
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got nigga that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got niggas that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
She a cancer she care too much
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English

I'm in transit
I'm in transit yeah yeah
I'm in transit
I'm in transit yeah yeah yeah, yeah
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got niggas that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
She a cancer fund her tumor
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got niggas that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
She a cancer fund her tumor
They say more money more problems
I say more money more options
I seen niggas fight over nickels
I dream one day to come between them
I sleep less hours eyes open, Potions
Pouring up, shit is potent, Omens
Sober up, you lit as f*ck Smoking
Throat closing, spit it up, Choking
You got people sitting on your shoulder heights
On all occasion you supposed to rise
You ghosting like you posed to poltergeist
In them pictures where you visioned shit alright
How it's gone happen if I don't do it
Round the city, round the clock
Everybody need you
Making ends meet but it still ain't equal
But it still ain't equal
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got niggas that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
She a cancer fund her tumor
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got niggas that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
She a cancer fund her tumor
I can't mix your project for the free
And you gon have to pay me for these beats
Bunk beds in a trailer we would sleep
Fantasy for the escape is what I'd read
Curb ball on the streets what we played
Ain't no sidewalks just the path my mama paved
I can't go back to that life it's just no way
So what I look like putting work in for no pay
Nine to five, five to two every day
Just to pay the rent and stay true to my passion
What you been lacking
Plus my baby never was a ratchet
She got habits know she gotta have it
Tryna give her karats
She ain't no rabbit
Playing our cards for
The future like a tarot
Playing our cards for the future
Like we up against pegasus
And a nigga flyer than a pegasus
Said a nigga flier than a pamphlet
So if the bar up high Im'a handle it, yeah
Said a nigga fly like I'm on my way to Neverland
Word to MJ I'll never land
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got nigga that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
I got a shawty who wear heels for me
But I never tell her do it
I got niggas that'll kill for me
But I'll never let 'em do it
I got brothers who don't hear from me
They don't ever hold me to it
I need money for my mama 'nem
She a cancer she care too much
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Writer: Mar'Quaan Logan
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