King Nane - HIGH-95

Whipping and blowing
My niggas stay on that gas
I've been sipping on potion
Hope I don't fall on my ass
My God, what's all that commotion
Half past 4 in the morning
You better go with the flow
And just get to rolling the grass, uh
Chiefing and rolling
Blunt in rotation, we keeping it going
Lighting it up till like 3 in the morning
Open the window, the breeze keep on blowing
Door shut and the box hot
12 passed, could've got caught
Kids out playing hopscotch
While I drive slow like a crock pot
Off the drugs and I'm crossed, call that Uncle Drew
In the cut and I'm sauced, I don't know bout you
I got 99 problems, just to name a few
Start a sesh, everybody seem to think we cool
Hands out, palms up, fuck I'm posed to do
Ask for gas when I barely even spoke to dude
Couple puffs then a pass, that's the golden rule
Praying I don't overuse
I ain't tryna make the news
Break it down, roll it up, we don't give a fuck
Out of town, going up, luggage in the trunk
Got the brown in my cup, think I might be drunk
Drip or drown, give it up, up and fucking stuck
Feel the vibe
Please don't kill my vibe
Phone on DND, I don't care for your advice
Blowing clouds till it's red all in my eyes
Hit the gas, cruising down High-95
Don't kill my vibe
Please don't kill my vibe
If you ask imma say I'm doing fine
Feel the vibe
Feel the vibe
If you ask I'm just glad to be alive
Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it
Imma write another song like a fucking demerit
Does it measure to my merit, if it don't then repair it
I'm the greatest, I declare it
Bitch I solemnly swear it
Even good without the swearing
I just happen to pair it
Birds be flocking it's apparent that the cash making parrots
Bitches jumping to conclusions like a rabbit for carrots
Failure doesn't ring a bell, not even half of a karat
But success stays on my mind
Gotta stay on the grind
Can't be wasting time
No time to be wasting dimes
Gotta keep my focus cuz the blind leading the blind
Gotta keep the faith, whether Bible or Quran
Pray that God make a young nigga richer than LeBron
Getting bitches, hitting swishes
With the swisher on my mind
Take your time, just unwind
Hit that shit and press rewind
Look inside and you'll find
I just need some peace of mind
Feel the vibe
Please don't kill my vibe
Phone on DND, I don't care for your advice
Blowing clouds till it's red all in my eyes
Hit the gas, cruising down High-95
Don't kill my vibe
Please don't kill my vibe
If you ask imma say I'm doing fine
Feel the vibe
Feel the vibe
If you ask I'm just glad to be alive

Written by:
Anane Gyedu

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