High (feat. Donny G)
Jem
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I get high I be runnin from the lows Hit the ganja then I choke My lungs tired of the smoke I been gone too long Writin while I hit the bong Show my feelings on a song F*ck whoever do me wrong Uh Get high I be runnin from the lows Hit the ganja then I choke My lungs tired of the smoke I been gone too long Writin while I hit the bong Show my feelings on a song F*ck whoever do me wrong Hop out the coupe and cop a couple dutches I break a leg on stage I got the crutches This ain't a boxin match ain't pullin punches They all my sons I'm packin lunches I sit on heat bitch I'm where the sun is The higher the pussy the more it gushes We on that loud sex I'm known to crush it 10 pull challenge killa sparked an L and won it Judgin how I'm spendin money cause they never done it I sit back and I count these hunnits To be honest I can't feel my face I'm high If I ever said I loved these hoes I lied Roll me up a couple blunts and smoke inside Haters thought that they could take my sense of pride Smokin heavy on that ganja Chinese eyes To be honest I can't feel my face I'm high If I ever said I loved these hoes I lied Roll me up a couple blunts and smoke inside Haters thought that they could take my sense of pride I get high I be runnin from the lows Hit the ganja then I choke My lungs tired of the smoke I been gone too long Writin while I hit the bong Show my feelings on a song F*ck whoever do me wrong Uh Get high I be runnin from the lows Hit the ganja then I choke My lungs tired of the smoke I been gone too long Writin while I hit the bong Show my feelings on a song F*ck whoever do me wrong Red eyes black lips 36 inch the tires windows tint Time to get high my fix light the spiff It's on standby pills pop til' I'm in Shanghai Hot boxing in a foreign Engine V8 Copped the whole 8th Caps lock on the THC these niggas pussy with a thrown off PH Balance in they bank accounts low I can not relate To be honest I can't feel these niggas I'm numb Not too many make it out of where I'm from I cooked in crack houses bitch I'm really from the slums Where a nigga talking out his neck gets slumped I choke each time I inhale Look around and all I see is misery I'm in hell Trapped in mind it's a cell I don't take L's I gives L's and light L's and what else My neck and my wrist frozen too I feel like Elsa bitch I get high I be runnin from the lows Hit the ganja then I choke My lungs tired of the smoke I been gone too long Writin while I hit the bong Show my feelings on a song F*ck whoever do me wrong Uh Get high I be runnin from the lows Hit the ganja then I choke My lungs tired of the smoke I been gone too long Writin while I hit the bong Show my feelings on a song Whoever do me wrong f*ck them
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