Lyrics:
you know can't repeat the words ??
So I, just sit back, relax, an get high with the women
Blowin' tokes while getting blown, Lettin' it flow
Johnny
And I can see clear through the storm
These skies still filled with pain
It can get quite lonely in the south side (ey)
Said it can get quite lonely in
your dignity, and pied the piper
Shot by a sniper, Donal Draper
Split you in half like a piece of paper
Look at all my words just before I lay it
By my own intellect my mind feels betrayed
Up at four c.M just staring at a page
My loneliness grows each minute that I age
cnd I'm noticing grey,
a twisted mind
I wasn't that lonely
My friends were by my side
Still, no one that Id like
Would give me the time
I needed a close friend
Who I could call mine
high
Looking down I found the reasons why
I get by
Being solo
No questioning
I'm deep in
In my self mode
Silence my cellphone
I'm a lonely girl
In
high puffin Hershey eyes yay high
Mami wanna ride you gotta mace mines
I mean put ya fuckin face by my waistline
Gudda going hard at a bitch
I don't
Montana
Guinea tragedy, South Park strategy
Satan is mad at me, tell him come battle me
Hm - cause I don't love him, my dome is too witty
This rhyme by
on my way from the south
Loving this high
Go check the news
People are watching me now
I'm riding by
I got it on cruise
I'm my on style
I got my own style
the passer-bys play my sweep
South-side, Sunnyside
Is the blocks I run, South Acres, South Park
Niggas all got guns
Over here we got this code Charlie, get
Coming from the bottom, I ain't got no friends
All by my Lonely in this world of sin
I'm broken
Yea, yea I'm broken, broken
Coming from the bottom, I
by my side
Another day, another lonely night
Don't wanna throw away another lonely life
No time to sleep, all that I see, are old memories of you
absentee but minds you don't sleep
It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read
By the time I went to school I was in high speed
Ready
This gon’ be the highlight
Highlights when I’m speedin’ through the drive-by
I’m high off supply, yeah time flies
I might catch a case, yeah I might
Cause your girlfriend's got a big mouth
And I hear you'll be headed down south
By way of the High Desert Flyway
And I'll fly with you for a while, old
heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah
(Substitute) your lies for fact
heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah
(Substitute) your lies for fact
witnessing me blow up
Like seeing a tank of gas explode
And I'm, I'm high like a flight I'm sitting back of coach
By the window sipping Jack and Cokes
of the pain still on me
I don’t want know fake love
I can tell by your eyes you were phoney (yeah yeah)
Everytime I roll a plane I feel it hitting me
To ceiling
oceans
What a crazy time to be alive we've chosen
Set sail south I'mma find my way
Along for the ride
The world out the window it's been passing us by
Seventeen more minutes nigga
You ain't fucking know
Yeah south, yeah south
Finger paints all on the paper got the joint tastin' like
brag I'm from NY she was high sucking my dick
Roll up nigga blue dream
She be on beans
Rolling down a lonely high way I be looking for that bread twin
rats on Snapchat
Pops told me
Do ya dirt by ya lonely
Doing Fed time
You gone really see
Who's your homies
Push the start on the Beamer
My life marvelous
as much
It eases the pain by making me throw up my fuckin' lungs
But fuck it imma keep doing it just because
I like to get high while I'm writing lyrics
Discuss these lonely highs by south Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In