Lyrics:
chips up let cameras roll
You made your own choice to sell your soul
You knew the stakes were high
Don't act so surprised
Torn is the seed inside
Meeting
Everyone, going everywhere...
9. Above As Below
Low and high
Slow motion
We reason at the sound of a big band traveling
In time
Overwhelmed by
the swipe (okay)
Service fees too high
KMT, that's a third of the swipe (no way)
African boy, that's me
You won't catch me with no dead CC (okay)
I can
Stranger has thou seen their lordly castle
The castle that was build so near by the sea
Ancient walls standing tall
Black oil hath come to boil
It wasn't the nails that held Him to the cross,
He could have come down,
but the whole world would be lost.
The ransom was so high,
only He
with me I'm hot"
By now I could have sold some mills and
Showed that I was so for real
While your roster fucked around
Like Lauren Hill's
Let me stop, I
Why am I why am I not viewed as a human
Why cant I just live in peace
Why must I get harassed by the police
Why must I be on the ground
Why
It's so
(ohh)
I been hella patient (baby)
So tell me, baby (baby)
What's it gonna be? (Feather, feather)
I'm high, you high
Thank God for the feathers
Said
around
High off the ground
I'm not coming down
Won't somebody save me tonight?
Feels like I've been sentenced to life
I'm falling so deep
I'm in
her [?] say my tunes turn her on
This ain't enterprise but keep it boo let's bring it on
I'm hella high back to back I smoke alone
Unless my nigga
might die before I detox
This ain't high-school, no little Asian I can cheat off (mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi)
We keep chiefin' while police watch (woo)
Gave you a straight up shotgun when we was smokin'
Froze you so fast, you looked it like Madonna Vogue-in
Aw! I got the sh to get your whole click high
when we was smokin'
Froze you so fast, you looked it like Madonna Vogue-in
Aw! I got the sh to get your whole click high
We can get high, but act funny
Of eighty nine they envision me
Warm days and the cold beer chemistry
Eventually broken up by responsibilities and such
Sometimes this era mentally I
MTV makes me want to smoke crack,
Fall out of the window and I'm never comin' back
MTV makes me want to get high,
Can't get a ride no matter how I
Tryin' hard now, it's so hard now
Tryin' hard now, Rocky power by the hour
Pumpin' iron God ya know he's tryin'
Every nerve a wire sweatin' blood, like
a look inside my mind
Within' you'll find my baby
Love so high, I'm blessed by God
I pray that'll you'll always stay
My first love
My first love
Yeah
I
fence is too high so am I
So I'm just sitting out here watching airplanes
Take off and fly
Trying to figure out which one you might be on
And why you
me apart, I been through hell
Red leather seats, so you can shine with me
Designer my heart, cover you in Fendi
Gang, gang, gang, gang by my side,
yeah
Smoke and getting high wit' ya baby
Ooh yeah
Don't take yourself so seriously, girl
Don't drop that ass so furiously, girl
Seriously
It's
can be so wonderful
It feels like I'm on a high
But underneath it all, its superficial, yeah
I don't wanna sound ungrateful
I wouldn't change it
beats since Back in Black
And we'll paint by numbers
'Til something sticks
Don't mind doing it for the kids
(So come on) jump on board
Take a ride (yeah)
you by half of you try
The other half of you fry, too high to actually fly
One day yall have to decide, who you gon be
A scary nigga or a nigga thats
a hundred pounds, that's a half a mil
Memphis streets so eat this like a baby, like Enfamil
Lungs full of KK, have your mind on a runway
Blow my high
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