Lyrics:
Fast Eddie, Mac Miller, Wiz Khalifa, nigga
(yeah)
Turn this shit the fuck up, nigga (Uh)
You know how we fuckin' do
Live from the 412 (Uh) crazy 8’s,
Somewhere no one can see
Tell me, how'd you get so
Caught up in the same thing?
No there's no one else to pay
High after life, high after life, high
the pulpit
The truth is racism is popular as the cool kids
Can't wait to rap nigga with an A
Until you see the ER when you you use it
Don't give a fuck how you
lonely and blue
How come the happiest day of my life is so sad
Why can't I feel the high when I feel so low
After all we've been through after coming so
than I need to be now that's questionable
If high is the measure of things I'm exceptional
Only one way I can be unidirectional
Take me higher
Take me
Lil' mama a soldier how she stand up And salute
She fuckin' with me no she don't Wanna fuck with you
High fashion like Rihanna and she Lookin' kinda
Curse the mountain for its scars
Curse the tree for its bark
Curse the sky for its hue
But whatchu want them to do?
How high the sun, how high
this magical world is quite what it seems
I looked above the other day
'Cause I think I'm good and ready for a change
I live my life by the moon (by
Feel like a vet again. I hope I ain't high!
Gonna be your man in motion; all I need is a pair of wheels.
And his truth is a shield and buckler
You will never be afraid
Not of terror that comes at nighttime
Nor by day of the arrow's flight
Not of plague that
made of copper
And by the dawn
The view is prettier now
Colors going around
And I’m thinking bout’ how
I wanna fly high in the sky
And I’ll
On a cold December day in her moorland home
See her standing by the door as she did so long ago
Wind is bending all the trees and has bent her too
fucking game
Swing your fists you hardcore dancers
You are the problem, war is the answer
Hang 'em high, hang 'em high
How many motherfuckers wanna die
Kill
in the board room show
By the time that the market opens in Tokyo
I'll be worthless
So, what I'm trying to say
I mean what I'm asking is
I know
Are you ready!?
Are you ready!?
Are you ready!?
Knocky Parker told Bowlegged Sal
They all know how to kick it in Cal
They're playing this dope
to know how to know
It comes and goes how can i control it
My head is on the move i can't ignore it
These thinkings held me back
But this fever caught me
mess yes let's it poppin' y'all,
Am I fazed by em not at all,
'Cause haters don't know dick if they don't posses the cock n balls,
This is Egypt,
harm you
With Daddy and Mammy standin' by
Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy's rich, and your ma
ass in motion
And after all of that she want to talk about emotions
And all she want to hear is that a nigga got devotion
She surprised how I act
But I
feel a high.
I finally know why I'm driven.
With every low.
Comes a high.
Its just my tragic ambition.
Let me just start by saying this,
This is
keep it right, Iced out Louie's on the side, yah
Keep popping it girl, stay with it girl, don't give it up girl. What I understand is how you get so
High blood pressure pills prescribed by Dr. Lawrence
Got me gainin' weight, fuckin' up my right kidney
Cousin raped that school allow' with me
Yeh yeh
It's word and Sound yeh
Here I go!
Until today you baffle me
Oh Lord of mercy
How a mighty King
Stoops low to hang on a tree
Just to save me
why dem love him off so much
Like what is the reason? Oh
It's just the vibe, I'm that guy (oh, it's just the vibe)
She put her legs in the sky
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