Lyrics We Go High.lrc Chance the Rapper
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[ar: Chance the Rapper]
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[ti: We Go High]
[length: 04:59]
[00:00.82]Yeah
[00:01.23](We love you, we love, we love you, God)
[00:04.04](We lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love you, God)
[00:07.13](We love you, love you, love you, God)
[00:10.29](We lo-lo-love you, we love you, God)
[00:12.79](We love you, God, we love you, God, we love you, God)
[00:15.48]
[00:21.49]My baby mama went celibate
[00:23.36]Lies on my breath, she say she couldn’t take the smell of it
[00:26.16]Tired of the rumors, every room had an elephant
[00:28.83]Tryna find her shoes, rummagin’ through the skeletons
[00:31.54]She took away sex, took me out of my element
[00:34.44]I tried to do the single-dad mingle-dance
[00:36.92]At the club with the iron in my wrinkled pants
[00:39.68]You could fall much faster than you think you can
[00:42.48]Big hands for my ring, I’ma need a Pringles can
[00:45.60]I just want the shine back like a Eagles fan
[00:48.34]My ego like “Ah damn, there he go
[00:50.70]Prayin’ again, again, the same ol’ thang”
[00:53.27]I mean, I ain’t gon’ promise that the pain go away
[00:55.96]And you can take your sweet time, but she ain’t gon’ wait
[00:58.97]’Cause a new coat of paint don’t make the stain go away
[01:01.47]But He go high (We love You, God)
[01:07.23]And we go high
[01:11.21]They go low, we go…
[01:14.44]Higher, higher
[01:24.10]My wife nanny like Fran Drescher
[01:26.32]Three damn Grammys, my granny like, “No pressure”
[01:29.03]So much style, my stylist got no dresser
[01:31.74]Fuck goin’ straight to the pros, I’m professor
[01:34.74]Fuck bein’ one of the G.O.A.T.s, I’m Gotenks
[01:37.41]Tried to try that with my girl, she “No thanks”
[01:40.16]Dropped the bomb, I couldn’t find a Tom Hanks
[01:42.98]Got me pressed, tryin’ to find DeVon Frank
[01:45.86]Who the fuck rocked the boat? It’s gon’ sank
[01:48.59]Shootin’ at me point blank with those blanks
[01:51.57]They don’t take teenage angst at no banks (We love You, God)
[01:54.45]Tried some new hues like Langston gon’ paint
[01:57.28]You gotta come harder than that
[01:59.94]Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
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[02:06.62]It’s two different things
[02:09.02]It’s too bad, and it’s so sad
[02:20.58]It’s too bad, and it’s so sad
[02:31.67]It’s two things (We love You, God)
[02:37.14]It’s too bad, and so sad
[02:45.12]
[02:48.26]We give the glory to You, God
[02:50.25]One livin’ true God, He make us booyah
[02:52.54]And throw up the Wu like U-God
[02:54.40]They prop up statues and stones, try to make a new God
[02:57.26]I don’t need a EGOT, as long as I got You, God
[03:00.11]Deep breather, the woosah
[03:01.37]Pretty sure I need You in this season like a flu shot
[03:04.13]I just sit and wait like I’m with Kirsten when she shoe shop
[03:07.08]Know You always with me like how Diddy be with Blue Dot
[03:09.71]Got us movin’ ’round without the straps like a tube-top
[03:12.74]Got me big comfy like Molly’s couch
[03:15.02]Floatin’ ’round the city like Malcolm X, dolly’d out
[03:17.81]They highly doubt, I guarantee it
[03:20.16]This the part of my life my lifetime movie prolly ’bout
[03:23.56]When they come to jump a board, I won’t ollie out
[03:26.35]I too was once a snotty nose with a potty mouth
[03:29.41]One day you get 1 OAK, and Poppy’d out
[03:31.77]And poppin’ out don’t seem as popular as just passin’ out
[03:35.12]When time get rationed out, you get rationale
[03:38.09]Folks become pageants inside the fashion house
[03:41.13]They start to clash and you let ’em hash it out
[03:43.02]But stay passive, so if they crash, you got a fastened belt (Huh)
[03:46.67]Lord bless my lineage, let me be the skinniest
[03:49.69]Let me get some time with him, let him know who Kenny is
[03:52.40]Children born in one’s youth are like arrows in the hands of a warrior
[03:55.71]Well, I got an extendo with a long nose like Phineas
[03:58.62]Kids proud like Penny is
[04:00.22]BeBe and CeCe, I need like 20 twins
[04:02.20]Got her in my family like Indian
[04:04.39]Feel it in your gut like when you uppercut Ballchinians
[04:07.26]Speakin’ of guts, hers pokin’ out like Winnie in the red shirt
[04:10.86]I don’t have to teach you a lecture about how sex works
[04:14.24]I found out diamonds make pressure
[04:16.02]I used to dive head first
[04:17.47]Just know I had to let go of the flesh first
[04:19.51]It’s true, God, this union was for You, God
[04:21.83]We standin’ at the at the stoop, we want to make it to the rooftop
[04:24.64]You told us bring some people through, we tried to bring a few, God
[04:27.24]We tried to form a new bar, just tell us what to do, God
[04:30.27]Year of Release: 2019