Paroles The highs & the lows Chance The Rapper

The highs & the lows

The highs and the lows
The highs, the lows

I'm an emotional rollercoaster (Igh)
Where high so high could put Bol Bol on a poster
But when the bread get low like four loafs and a toaster
Or the shoulders can't get cold as ten toes in Nova Scotia
Some days I hold a grudge, some days I hold a ghoster
Some days I just ghost her, some days I'm supposed to
The crib feel like a gun fight, but them strollers, that's the holster (Huh)
We can make amends over old means and mimosas
My momma know I ain't make my bed, but I'ma lay in it
Whether there's sandpaper [?] in it
Whether I'm alone, a Creole lady, momma laid in it
The same pajamas, I was afraid then of boogeyman slain
My blankets conceal my blade in it, emotional seesaw
With two fat motherfuckers with strong knees and free fallin' (Huh)
It's cloudy with a chance of meatballs, I checked the weather
I gave all my vices a call, let's get together
To talk about the highs and lows, the ups and downs
And the friends that I had to hide to come around
They told me that I do, you always come around
Come around, come around, come around, come around
To work out the highs and lows, the ups and downs
No need to hide, disguises comin' down
Go and get high, I promise you comin' down
Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down

When it's hard to keep your eyes on the road (Eyes on the road)
You start to feel your back on the road (Your back 'gainst the road)
You gotta take the highs with the lows (The highs with the lows)
You gotta take the highs with the lows (Yeah, yeah)
You're lost and you're runnin' out of hope (You're runnin' out of hope)
Lookin' for the best way to cope (For the best ways)
You know me, I been there before (We all been there)
You gotta take the highs with the lows
(Badmon)

I was feelin' lifeless, I had to cut my vices (I had to)
Now the feelin' that I feel is priceless
In the spirit, want me to be righteous
But I know I might just relapse, acceptin' these advices
Got so used to feedback, I couldn't tell what mine's is
Some times all the outside know is just really blinders
Beware, believe in none of what you see and half of what you hear
The best things in life on the opposite side of fear
I swear I see it clear, like after the storm still
You can't stop the rain like the loose end song
My word is bond, like James, yeah, I couldn't complain
'Cause even when I did, niggas really couldn't feel my pain
That's the type of shit that drive nigga go insane
Wanna be numb, like you dumb back flickin' the flame
Back to square one, tryna overcome what you became
Like they was right, I guess you never gon' change
I guess you never gon'

When it's hard to keep your eyes on the road (Eyes on the road)
You start to feel your back on the road (Your back 'gainst the road)
You gotta take the highs with the lows (The highs with the lows)
You gotta take the highs with the lows (Yeah, yeah)
You're lost and you're runnin' out of hope (You're runnin' out of hope)
Lookin' for the best way to cope (For the best ways)
You know me, I been there before (We all been there)
You gotta take the highs with the lows

To talk about the highs and lows, the ups and downs
And the friends that I had to hide to come around
They told me that I do, you always come around
Come around, come around, come around, come around
To work out the highs and lows, the ups and downs (The ups and downs)
No need to hide, disguises comin' down (Comin' down)
Go and get high, I promise you comin' down
Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down

Bow, bow, bow, brr
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Chance The Rapper, Joseph Badmon (Yes, yes)
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The yute dem worldwide (The yute dem are the trut them)
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