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Bruised and abused by the ages of 6

Rolling thru punches and dodging the fist

Curling mine up and repaying the sins as im leavin arenas with jugs

it snow in the mosque when I pair up the link
Can't let it go to my head
Meter 4-4 on the wrist and I love when it clink
Whole lotta butter I be

trouble, if I ball like Bronny Bron She D Wade
Bout the green, it ain't on me bitch it's in me, Johnny Cage
Make a scene, let a nigga disrespect, we hit his

a snack a Toaster Strudel let me put it ‘cross yo breast,
I told baby you can meet the homies only if your neck right,
Just give me a couple years on 2 we

Having a rotten day
Wish I can do things the modded way
Planning to go to a landscape
To clear my head the dad way
But all I got is the back yard
I

I planned it
Showing fake love to my face
Knowing damn well they can't stand it
Nah
Yeah
I'm tryna go chill by the bay
Been on the road, boy
I had

heat on me
It's time to go
Cause when I bring the blizzard and drop on yo hood imma freeze up the block and just let it snow

Chorus:
Soon as I seen that

She really got my name tatted right by her
Boobies
She wanna go and play this game, shit let me
Focus
Got off-white on her sneaks, but her car, white

find the lo, outside yo doe until he hit the floor
But niggas ain't on shit, can go outside and freely take a piss
He never ducking wreck, you could've

It's Mr.YO Beats baby, listen
Cherish the memories (memories)
Hold them close to my heart
Keep the flames of love burning (love burning)
Even when

This whole love to self
What a continual practice it is
The man in the mirror that's controlled by the critic
The man in the mirror that's just

they got out of their own way
And channeled something mystical, magical, Invisible and actual.
But first you must let go of your self which sounds

more
Hold on lemme switch to the flow
Can't  go up top just dish it low
Wearing all white I'm clean as coke
B.B. Steve in Whitney's nose
Yo shit stink

move with caution
Push horses like Ralph Lauren (Vroom)
I-95 in the Foreign
Mistress is Salvadoran (Damn Mami)

Yo paying tax is extortion
I apportion

Bless your sons and daughters
Make you forgive us all our sins
We don't know what we are doing
Never let your blessing pass me by

You'll never get rich from chasing these hoes just stay on yo purpose
and stack up your Breesh

She don't wanna be kept, so you do not fight it, just let

Backwoods in this bitch man
Young illionaire in the building sir
Yo, boy y'all know the fuck going on
You know they do
It's dat boy Pella daGoat
4Evr

Yo, we been around here cookin' up, man
Come get it while it's hot
Uh, this a side dish to my main ho, for my side chick
I've been in the game, I've

cutthroat like
The olden days
Won't let my feelings go to waste,
It's divided by foreplay
'Cause it goes two ways
Lord forgive me for my sins,
But I've sinned

dirty
I wanna kill
Anyone passin me by
Bitch you talked alotta fuckin SHIT
Just to cry when you die
When I'm boutta let go
Not a single tear will be

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I have nowhere to go but you always stand by my side.
I wanna let you know that good

father

Nimbus made another
Banger in his bedroom
Faded ass nigga
Roll up in yo restroom

Still im gonna make it tho
Do not mistake it bro
When it comes

She could fuck with me
Long as it's for fun
How you died on me
Now I let go of every damn one
I said call me for anything
Just say shit getting tough

Love High
written, Performed & Produced by Donald XL Robertson  
Publishing: No Mistakes Allowed Publishing (BMI)

Chorus:
This that love high 
you