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Songtexte: B.O.B.. No Genre. Higher.

[Verse:]
Yeah
You may not know my name
But by the time I leave
You'll remember the B to the O to the B,
And every single dot that's in between
And every single time I hop up in the scene,
I'm feelin' like I'm better than before.
I'm ready for whatever, if you feel me let me know, cause I just wanna flow.
I got up in this thing tryna prove that I'm better than before,
But I don't even sweat it anymore.
I get up in the zone, then I coast,
As I take flight, gravity better hold me tight.
Your relativity don't mow me right.
Please don't compare n**gas to me cause I'm ham on the mic.
I'm down on the ground like a red pair of dice,
Just scared of the fight,
When you lay down and prepare for the night,
I'll be in the air on the flight.
I don't even care of the time,

High in the days of my mind.
Every single face that'll say "hey Bobby Ray" I'll say "Hi".
You're livin' the craziest life,
In a pair of shades and the spotlight raised,
Makin' every nightclub jump like raves
Raves, raves, Braves, Braves, home of the Braves,
Eastside Atlanta that's where I stay.

[Chorus:]
I'll take you higher, higher than you'll ever been
See things you've never thought, you thought would ever exist
Higher, higher than you'll ever been
Where we go we won't fall, we'll stay there
Cause there's a place with no wars, it's been ages since we've gone
Get away, so long
Levitate higher than you've ever been, higher

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