Fashawn - Higher lyrics

I said y'all wanna get higher?
Y'all know we gonna get higher
I said y'all wanna get higher?
Y'all know we gotta get higher

Became a prisoner of peoples expectations
Some of my fans are doctors
Even they don't have the patience
To wait up while I evolve creatively
I wish there was 8 of me
1 to deal with temptation
1 to deal with complacency
1 to deal with the pressure
1 to deal with this fame
1 to deal with the power
1 strong enough for the pain
1 to hold my umbrella to
Shelter me from the rain
1 to be my therapist
My thoughts is crowding my brain
I get insomnia and probably cause
I convinced myself that I was not the one
Struggling through my Twitter
Stupid niggas, listeners are disloyal
But they make you feel royal
But like a slave when they no
Longer enjoy you my nigga
That's not high enough, please
Let's take it higher
Headliner, shit I'm glad I
Even made the flyer
This game'll crucify ya just to
Make you a martyr
Sometimes I'd rather ice skate
With my daughter, but
Yall don't hear me though

Higher, take me up, take me up
I need you to take me higher
I wanna reach something I can't touch
I can't touch so get high, so get high
And get high, and get high
So get high, so get high
Let's get high, let's get high
So get high, so get high
Let's get high, let's get high
So get high, so get high
And get high, and get high
Higher, take me up, take me up
I need you to take me higher
I wanna reach something I can't touch
I can't touch so let's take it higher

I'll tell you when it's high enough
I'll tell you when it's high enough

Y'all would rather break me down like reefer
And stuff me into a paper
Temporary reliever while you lay
Up like a Laker i'm working 24
7, wondering where the day went
Feeling taken for granted
Feeling underestimated
Do I need the recognition when
I have the reputation?
You're thinking entertainment
I'm thinking elevation
In an industry that's saturated
But I'm glad I made it
I've seen anticipation turn to aggravation
When you don't meet the demand and
People think you the man
It's back to the factory
Keep on putting comands
Mind running rapidly tryna make a classic
Am I running out of battery?
Questions you start asking yourself
Oppose to asking for help
Hell I don't need it
I thought all I had to do was
Beat the odds and we'd be even, damn
Before you know it I be back on the road
Text message from my daughter it
Said "daddy come home"
But y'all love me though

Hi daddy, I miss you and I love you hope you
Come home safely you can take me to the park
The swimming pool and
Long walks and talk all day long
And I can keep you
All day and sleep with you
And I like your music
It's pretty and I want to give you hugs