Låttexter:
Higher The Play With Fire

got a bad reputation But I keep coming back In a sticky situation And I'm caught in your tracks I keep telling myself your a pathological liar But I love to play with fire

got a bad reputation But I keep coming back In a sticky situation And I'm caught in your tracks I keep telling myself your a pathological liar But I love to play with fire

got a bad reputation But I keep coming back In a sticky situation And I'm caught in your tracks I keep telling myself your a pathological liar But I love to play with fire

in my windpipe I can't breathe but I still fight while I can fight As long as the wrong feels right it's like I'm in flight High off of love, drunk

Forced trauma, blunt You play the back bitch, I'm in the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with You

boots When it comes to graduation, he's number one An expert with a rifal and also a gun Three weeks on the beat and his weak nerves crack And fires

play videos That was a little joke, voila Praises due to the most high, Allah Praises due to the most fly, Prada Baby, I'm magic, ta-dah Address me as your highness, high

When you've tried most everything and nothing's taking you higher When you come to realize you've been playing with fire Hear me when I say to you, "It

I?m coming home And I hold you like a fading song You send me high, high, higher . . . until I?m