Lyrics:
all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I
the interview
want to be worldwide, but you can't fuck with I
You try, you die; don't deny the fact that you got your back
blown by binoculars,
the cedi get the Mulla,
Get the Dollar get the Pounds so
Ti be sambani
[Verse 2: Gingsen]
You know what time it is
Generation G greatest God
Gingsen deh yah
you
Don't be asking what it do
Probably roll with the police
I anit never smoke with you
I be i be I be high
I be i be I be high
They study my moves
Mamacita prayin' you stay
I just wann' swim in your pool
I wann' be inside of you
Wanna make you go to moon
We could just go on the moon
We could just go
I'm sippin' that purple rain
Don't blow my high
[Incomprehensible] me, you don't know my life
Nigga, don't blow my high, don't blow my high
When I'm
make on me
They wanna be there to see em
Wanna be gone when you need em
Niggas used to wanna be ya
Now these niggas wann flee ya
Yeah
I'ma speak my mind
ont wann cause no issue,
You gon think it’s Vietnam come around da way niggas shootin off those missals,
I ain’t tryn be Bishop or Raheem but nigga I’m
Everybody don't know that im capable
To be the greatest ever keep that shit sustainable
(the person you have called is temporarily not available)
I don't I
another dude, that'd be sad to see
You still mad at me, some high school tragedy
Seeing how I played your home girl who had it bad for me
I'm like whoa,
the club)
Every time you do something yeah I got to one up (One up)
Wanna see me get high get high wit me (Get high)
Wanna see me get by get by with me (Get
you, thank you you're far too kind
Do me a favor, don't do me no favors I'll handle mines
Hovi Baby
We are really high, really high tonight
We tip
hustle stay low cos me I don't wanna ever go broke
Why y'all hate on me when you know I don't care about you
I just wann' make money I just wann' buy mama
don't even know
A million things run through my mind (Through my mind)
You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin' time
(You ain't gotta be in jail to be
Welcome to the American dream
Where we twiddle our thumbs as we hoping to be seen
On the scene, where we gleam, fake smiles never seen
But if you
mami
I am sorry no body holy
High high on molly daddy
I am sorry no body holy
If no money matter don't you call me
I no be guy with one shirt or jeans
love)
I wanna hold your hand
Don't leave me alone, don't leave me alone
You get me high, oh yeah
Be by my side, baby yeah (I saved)
Only you can
note like opera
Adlib
I’m so fuckin high
I may not land
I don’t think you niggas comprehend
Prolly sold yo dream girl for a band
Band band band band band
Liquor, Addy, and weed, only law we abide by
Rap game Jack Black, Lil Lebowski, just some dudes who abide high
Juice be loose off the Belaire, I be
A gangsta's a gangsta and that's all I'll be
What you want to do homey, chest blew through homey
You fuckin with some outlaws
Packin' on pistolas
Eses
a minute if you really wanna talk
Set the price high, if you don't cop then I walk
Always been golden right from the start
If I'm dead and frozen the only
nigga be inspired
Only in the VIP trying to get high
Lord knows what you mean
Wait for my lean, I don’t like shit clean
I’m a purp sipping nigga, I’m in
again
You might say he found a key for every door
When he first came to the mountains his life was far away
On the road and hanging by a song
But
When you come
Hello Central, what´s the matter with your line?
I wann talk to that
high-brow friend of mine
You hear me talkin´ to you
I don´t
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