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a high five nigga get lost
If you think you shine bright you get flicked off
People that left my side might
Regret it whenever I get the recognition from

different tastes and sizes, don't matter there's a cute one I see
Code red you C5 I see 9 I say hi she say bye gotta rude girl on me
Ouu girl you fit
I can be

Pretty lady had me daydreaming in high school
Everyday she got me thinking what should i do
You the type of person i would never lie to
And the type

that he'll be ok tonight
Please tell me that he'll be ok tonight

High five on the highway
I thought wed have it our way
I thought that maybe id feel my

wanna forfeit
Can’t do a 9 to 5, no corporate
But when they see the brand, I’m goin corporate
And when I blow up, I’m gunna torch shit!
Got my city

Intro (Grafh)

You know what I'm saying, like
I been in the dirt a long time my G
Trappin' since high school
Word
Me and certain niggas ain't got

my commas really high, (yea)
100, 200, 300 milly, I’m not stoppin' til I reach motherfuckin’ billy, woah
Yea, workin' towards the goal, (yea)
I’m tryna

mild than meek
Us and these punishing times
Us and the high life
Fucking on a 9-5
Future on standby
For me and mine

And
We have our own ideas on love

televised bish

Big stacks got snakes on my hands
Python bags and racks on madam
Got that rollie, golden pistols
I'm the king of jungle with crystals

By

She said now baby, where you going
I told her I didn't really know
She said well come and lay beside me for five minutes, before you go

It was

about my role
Got a purpose in this life, can't forget you back home
Don't gotta thank me (Don't thank me)
By your side all the time not just lately (Not

in a Porche
The same shit I live, same shit record
We side by side
Sitting court side, or sitting in court
We sitting court side
Favorite player high

of your dreams filled with high cares
Despite there being any type of by standard
Make 'em lie there
Till I comeback with my scythe and
Jump in your

stop for some gas up in the ziplock
Im on a new high, overlooking my past ones
Trynna get rich but not only on the cash funds
We not cut from the same

Ladies and gentlemen

Time to test the spirit bomb

My kicks Louis V
Bet you thought I was gonna say Kang
Jumped on the mic, flow's too deep

Street Fighter Riddim

D Double E

Street Fighter Riddim

just like Vega
You v me nobody can save ya
On the mic I'm way too major

Cos I'm shocking MCs like Blanka
I got money in the bank, I'm a banker
You

the feeling you're giving me
Just hold me, baby, and I'm in ecstasy
Oh, I'll be working from 9 to 5
To buy you things to keep you by my side
I've never felt

done watched niggas switch up during crunch time when the shit rough
Now they call for the clique-up
I hit "Ignore" I don't pick up
Respected by

as well
Smoke all my ganja in an hour, so I could high-five myself.
Now it's 7.30 and I don't have any cheeba left.
'I ain't getting out of bed this early'.

like we was Aerosmith
Have the suite clean by noon, can't leave no evidence
All these Veuve bottles she swallows and then take a pic
I was going

every time we pop a bottle
Gwan enjoy yourself, no mek nobody 'top you

Right now me high, me really feel the vibes
Love how me ah live, you know, me

to death when I step
Get off a 30 by myself
Uppercut with the left
AK choppa come with Fs
What you gon' do with the wealth?

Thug life, plug life
Two

on a free date
Chicken fingers, LSD tab and a V8
Rolling up the grass, puff pass like a relay
Ever since I used to say phat, with a P-H
Mario and Bowser

the start, yeah yeah yeah
And I don't know who really cares anymore
Paranoid you wasn't here from the start, yeah yeah
Stuck high don't think I'm landing no