Des Letemps - On The Rise lyrics

[Hook] I am beyond stars if the limit is the sky What's the point of life if you living to survive So I'm living like I'm only living for tonight Don't worry about the lows when you're up this high I am on the rise Best time of my life Throw your hands high, get em high Don't worry about the lows, I already know I am on the rise [Verse 1] I'm looking at exposed brick from a downtown apartment Ask for directions you won't find this on your Garmin Camera show me who is tryna get into the lobby I kick my feet up like the goalie is behind me Thinking of a car that was designed for a Nazi Hard to play your cards when it's 3-card Monty Queen was in the middle of a Ace and a King And she got herself a Joker no romantic comedy Meanwhile I'ma be, off the coast or on the beach On a boat recording my stroke like Tommy Lee Him say him good, verses are like homilies You either find a winner or you settle for a nominee I don't mind the underdog While you all thinking of Beyonce I'll be in the cut hitting on Solange You ear the monologue I'm waiting on applaud Ha, let me get my Jimmy Fallon on [Hook] I am beyond stars if the limit is the sky What's the point of life if you living to survive So I'm living like I'm only living for tonight Don't worry about the lows when you're up this high I am on the rise Best time of my life Throw your hands high, get em high Don't worry about the lows, I already know I am on the rise [Verse 2] In my vision are women sinning eyes dilated when they on it Young Jessica Alba, they on a blue dolphin Tried to stay away from rock, everybody tossed em I get stoned to biblical proportions Burn earth, bubble water when that bong rip Breath through it almost like I'm backwards snorkeling Air is rare, California a**ortment Pretty plant that you couldn't get from any florist Petal to the floor tryna count how many horses Horseshoe tire mark trail to a fortune Life is but a beach chair I haven't unfolded Skinny n***a tripping skinny dipping in ocean You lost and I'm JJ Abrahams when I'm recording Can't beg for anything, not even your pardon I just started, season's all done 500 days of summer, I'm ready for autumn