Mile High Motherfucker

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Nick Rogers

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Yeah yeah
Aye
One time for the mile high city
Yeah
Fool's Paradise
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling it
Motherfucker feeling it
I'm a mile high motherfucker
Till I die motherfucker
Every day I'm getting high
What a surprise motherfucker
Till I'm in the ground six feet under
They been sleeping on the CO3
Deep slumber
Wake up before we smoke this jay up
Paid my dues in I owe you's
And shit this game ain't paid up
I got my change but f*ck it I've been banking this a lay up
Getting faded if you stay down we gon' stay up
Shit I feel amazing
I'm just tryna get it straight like a dentist
Me and all my hooligans run the town like a menace
Step out in that drip drop more water than Venice
She go back and forth like she playing tennis
I am the alchemist
Smoking that loud lettuce
Can't even get through a sentence
F*ck it we living too reckless
Ain't even getting a second
To take a breath and relax
On the come up
Leaving fear in the past
She better bounce that
She better back it up
She better lock it down
In that shitty old Acura
I'm never acting tough
And I'm never playing rich
Till I win a Grammy and vacay in the Hampton's and shit
We dirty dancing a bit
I'm just like Patrick Swayze
She tryna have my babies
That chick she be acting crazy
But I'm too young to deal with all that shit
And so I'm hanging up but she gon call back quick
She gon call back quick
Born and raised in the mile high
This the vibe that kids from round the way reconcile by
No longer just a child I
Flew through my adolescence with bad intentions
Getting caught in a routine of shit I couldn't mention
Tryna be somebody I'm not
Hear 'em whispering in the streets "the kid is going off"
I've been tryna be a god since a youngin'
So life at the bottom got me itching for something
Switch up the function
I'm lit as a fucking torch
I'm fiending for something more
Kick back and bump Carter 4
Reminisce on the days
Living life on Biscayne
Now I'm locked in this basement
Puffing that Mary Jane
Aye
Yeah
Mile high kid I'm a Ganga connoisseur
Democratic Debby downer on Obama I've been bluer
Than the ocean or the paper that feature Benjamin face or
The pill in the matrix that is adjacent to what we stay chasing
I'm chopping up these sixteens
Precise like a surgeon
If you question my methods
It's a wrap like a turban
I rap like I'm certain
That I'm gon' be the last living person
To snap like its back in the golden era this genre was birthed in
Fly like a 747
I'm headed to heaven or hell
There's no way to tell but well
I can still kick back write raps and get high
If you still don't get the message ask why
(Why)
Cuz I'm a mile high motherfucker
Till I die motherfucker
Every day I'm getting high
What a surprise motherfucker
Till I'm in the ground six feet under
They been sleeping on the CO3
Deep slumber
Wake up before we smoke this jay up
Paid my dues in I owe you's
And shit this game ain't paid up
I got my change but f*ck it I've been banking this a lay up
Getting faded if you stay down we gon' stay up
Shit I feel amazing

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