Lyrics:
They don't close the store till I say so
And the car I'm riding is payed for
She know I'm high when I'm going places you know I'm fly
When you step
Mr. Weed Man
Won't you please slide a couple fucking G's man
Give me something to believe in
'Cus you know you got everything I need man
I know that
and freedom by security officers
Yes, it can be said that consciousness is dangerous here
From the seller on the street to the people who build the road
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
tryna call me out
Yeah, still here balling out
You know my name, but you don't even say it loud
I'm underwater so I'm bout to drown
Mr. President don't
where birds fly (fly)
From Miami by way of Cuba (let's get i) to whoever wants to get that high (high)
There's clouds of clowns, seas of G's
Pro-jects,
them all I want
Like Tyler, The Creator that's my guy
That's my guy, uh, that's my guy
I wanna reach up high, oh
I wanna reach up high
I wanna fly so
Why don't you fly on by?
If your flock dives you'll die
Why don't you fly on by?
If your flock dives you'll die
Why don't you fly on by?
If your
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
They don't close the store till I say so
And the car I'm riding is payed for
She know I'm high when I'm going places you know I'm fly
When you step
would get high
And the drug dealers sold to get by
And the young bulls watched the OGs
Selling OG on the inside
Two paths had to decide
God he been
woke up high
I woke up and smoked my pains away
(And oh what a glorious day)
I smoke to release my mind
To release these pressures i smoke
Mr. President
got is them damn presidents
Shootin' out the Glocky 2-2-3 fly at your residence
She my biggest fan say I'm that goat like thank you bitch I know
My
we gotta do
We Fly, So High Till we get to the top
Never let up, never give up
Just do your best, know inside
Mr. Trump, what you did, you can live
went bezerk, it's like clockwork
Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort
Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse
French
That's when shit change obama's president
The Steelers won the 6th ring
So I ain’t through trying
I feel like I can do anything
Started small town now we
priceless nigga
You understand me? Either you wit us, or you ain't wit us
Either you in the huddle or ya out da huddle
Either you ride or pass and fly by
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr toad
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Actress born 1927, still living (93 in 2021)
One
Ion wanna get high today nooo-o
My turn got the right away oooh-oh
I feel like I might fly away it's in my souuuu-oul
Come with me take a ride today
the thrills
Blessed by bob that shits for real
We fly high to the sky to the stars
Would you ever dream of life beyond mars
I would never cheat when I write my
suck dick, but expect for me to eat her?
That ho crazy, man, you don't wanna meet her
But her homegirl, Nita, swallow cum by the liter
She look good
were high by 7:25
And by 2:10 it wore off and they were boutta to die
Heard em say I hate being bipolar it's awesome
Monacellis green shirts making
see you better act right
And fuck the feds for this shit, I bet they won't fight
High in the sky, where the eagles don't fly
Why you mad, fix your face
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