N3V4 - High

Seen how people work and I been hurt, so my alert is high
High
High
High
Bros turn Brutus bout business, I seen it happen all the time
Time
Evil world, rolling boil temperatures been way too high,
High
High
High
High
Tryna keep a few folk cool before I fry
Fry
Tryna free my people from the feeble slave mind I'm moving Amistad
Can't even lie 4 da squad know that imma ride
But in these times, that love will leave you stuck in the mud like I Rashad
Rashashan-ah since the dawn of the new year I done steered clear of anacondas
Cleared rear mirrors, the style they mirror clearly still behind us
On the climb up
To countin these commas
money counts but I'm bout the commute if I'm honest
I get high to pass the lows
Pack the bowl
Got gas to roll
DD slid me a pre re of some premium they brought with them back from Vegas
Rolling dice, remember nights on that corner hangin
Dealers, thieves, dope fiends, some in between, the rest was bangin
Blazing weed, thankfully the lord ain't take us
Hopin Jesus save us, but be damned without them dollars
And most wasn't scholars so we want a lot of it,
Then shit get dangerous
They dope I'm Angel dust, so till top talks with my name discussed
It's game on I can't hang shit up
I get high to pass the lows
Pack the bowl
Got gas to roll
And I ain't looking back no mo
That I know
That I know
Everything given cost of living these days way too high
High
High
High
High
Akbar fell for the trap hard tryna make it by
By
Court cases faced em, that judge was racist them fees too high
High
High
High
High
Some troops ain't make it, lord I thank you for my angels imma shine
Shine
Know that imma
I get high, to pass the lows
Pack the bowl
Got gas to roll

Written by:
Evan Williams II

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