KinggMotiv8 x Mato - Triple M Flow

I get high, I get high, I get high
Yo
Mato say pause, Rasta say fire
I ain't gonna lie, this nigga
Rasta and Motiv8 got me and
Marcos pilt by accident
Motiv8, Mato, Marcos,
Triple M flow
9-5-4, Dade county dough
Too much conviction for da block and da dro
Workin like a slave on da clock for the dough
Feet hurt, hella bored, fantasize da good life
But in actuality, I'm present in da hood life
So I stay on point like a good knife
Yeah, she got some jits, but spitttt,
I think dat she could make a good wife
Scared to show my true feelings, blame it on society
Trying to find the righteous dime, ain't dat much variety
Focus on retention, dawg,
I dey they be eyeing me
But I'm not a sample from da sto, ain't no trying me
Check da time, 5-4-3,
I ain't trying to count down
Dis beat so groovy, can't tell you, Yashiyah, dat I'm out now
Jizzies in da crib, cuzzo trying to blow that loud down
Let da neighbors sleep, cuz if we smoke, we wake da
WHOLE TOWN
Probably wake da
WHOLE STATE probably wake the WHOLE WORLD
Making all dis music, I be thinking about my Ol Girl
Waitin for da payoff, invest into myself
Because at any time, da
9-5, I work could do a layoff
When I make it home,
I pray dem boyz don't let da K off
Pray dat dey don't let the MJ off
2-2-3's, I believe dat dey can shoot thru trees
O.G's is wat da gooks do need
Or reality checks
Me and Cuzzo wanna start our own show bout real stuff
And dat could run sum chicken up,
Dats reality checks
Da rap game lookin sweet, might get a cavity next
Wish me and R3 woulda spoke before he had to meet death
Hoping da reaper ain't after me next
I'm coming up, it won't be long fo woops passing me sex
Cuz da fame on my name and da chain on my neck
She ain't really show no interest and I took it like BET
She saw me and dread, flickin,
Now she light in my chest
Now she showin Mato interest,
Cuz she think I'm up next
Ignore me walkin
I ignore u on da
PRI-VATE JETS
Ready for this takeoff, knowing it's gon' pay off
Told my niggaz, watch the ones who change up
They start showin love
when they see that fuckin paper
She told me that she love me, but I know that shit gon' fade, bruh
Treat me like a dummy,
yeah, we better off as strangers
Trapped up in the hood, man,
I'm used to all this danger
Spidey senses going off,
I need a fucking banga
Survive in this hood, got my mind in the books
Putting knowledge in the dome, praying for a place called home
Lord, show me the way, we gon' make it out the hood one way
Motiv8 Mato, Marco's, it's that triple M Flow
And we gon' triple up the sco
Set a pick for Mato, Mot past the rock
Marco, you open gon' take the shot
Nigga
( SWISH)
Can I get a moment of silence….
Motherfuckers hating on social, now pull up, they silent
Apply some pressure, now you gon' see awkward silence
I'ma just tell you once, that's just part of my kindness
These females got me bent,
they got no leash, they out here wildin
I'm tired of being tired
Pain is a beautiful thing, just put that gasoline in the fire
Speak to yourself nowadays,
Your teammates got friendly fire
I know some hot boyz you never seen, ready for hire
I know some females get on their knees and they call me sire
Mannnn
these are the type of thingz that make me wanna …..
Get high
Get high
Get high

Written by:
Yashiyah Chanlatte, Micheal Henry

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