High Notes
Nafe Smallz
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Yeah, this that thug shit, ain't no love shit This that zone shit, ain't no ho shit We back in motion I just mixed the weed with a That's my potion, y'know mean? Let's go, let's go Smoking while I'm singing on the stage Thousand people screaming out my name Shawty with me going both ways See, I just want the money, f*ck the fame Picture's looking bigger than the frame (big) I'm drowning and there's no one else to blame The shit I'm thinking's harder to explain Thinking with my heart and not my brain Working on myself and I been going so long If they all switched on me, told 'em, no love lost Drinking to my wins, I end up so fucked up When I'm drinking to my sins, I end up so far gone Trying to let her in but still my heart's so cold I just catch her in the shower and she's singing my song Sex in the city and we on the sky floor And when she moan she hittin' them high notes (let's go) All of a sudden, everybody needs a favour Nowhere to be seen until they seen a little paper I'm a trill nigga, always know a real from a faker Make ya or break ya, this shit is a soul taker It's a thug world, you're in at your own cost I been in these streets, you know I'm my own boss If they all switched on me, told 'em, no love lost Drinking to my sins, I end up so far gone Smoking while I'm singing on the stage Thousand people screaming out my name Shawty with me going both ways See, I just want the money, f*ck the fame The picture's always bigger than a frame (big) I'm drowning and there's no one else to blame The shit I'm thinking's harder to explain Thinking with my heart and not my brain Trying to get higher in this bitch, give me the lighter P's provide and never cease to fire Mama raised kings, my grandaddy a fighter Big barrels spin and sing at you like a choir Smoking Mariah, Hennessy on the rider Even in your eye, I see you're an outsider If you a tiger, you don't run with the spiders They try deprive us, knowledge, we share the choir Hustle and maintain, I hustle and make gains The music is straight flames, we coming for main stage The street's the same game, they hustle for Plain Janes I hustle for more ounces, bricks and cocaine Don't slip, the wrong lanes get clipped, there's no shame Your bitch gon' move on, your clique, they won't change Na-na-na-na, told 'em that it's no love lost Drinkin' to my wins, I end up so fucked up Smoking while I'm singing on the stage Thousand people screaming out my name Shawty with me going both ways See, I just want the money, f*ck the fame The picture's always bigger than the frame I'm drowning and there's no one else to blame The shit I'm thinking's harder to explain Thinking with my heart and not my brain Yeah You know a motherfucker just be going through this shit man Thinking with my heart Yeah Careful what nonsense you let lie on your conscience I'm trying to be here for the long run Let's go
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