Dizzy Don - Most High

Rolling round your city with a blicky
Know I keep it on my tucked under a pocket full o sticky
I can tell if a bitch fucking with me
I can tell if a bitch duckin' on me
Six car garage ain't got no time for your boss
Hold up pause
My amigos disregard all the laws
Hear what my homies done leave you open jaw
Got so much ice on my neck it'll never thaw
Take a bar then spit a couple bars
Fuck the feds they can kiss my ass like i kiss cigars
Bitch I'm perfect I don't got no flaws I'm a boss
If you fucking with me know you always gone be bronze
First its god then it's me then my family
And maybe if you nice you can settle for number eighty three
Andre reed how fast I collect the bag of weed
I'm a smoker ain't no smoking kush if it got a seed
Cruising in a benz uhuh
Rolling on the bands uhuh
Cruising in a benz
Rolling on the bands
My life going good I got so much cash to spend
Roll the windows down on you if you snitching to the feds
My homies tight we can't afford any loose ends
Got so much cash in my pants man
Pocketwatching leave you smoked on the pavement
Praise the highest for the highest pockets in my hood man
I can't even bother with these fuckas cus they hoes man
If I'm eating bet my homies eating with me
I can't even bother with how other people see me
In a Lamborghini or hustling in a beanie
Motherfuckers still gonna wanna be me
All praise to the most high
He got me out the mud cus my options were do or die
Suicide
So many negative thoughts in my mind
Had me unlimited thots to take my mind off
All I ever wanted was the boosts not the knock offs
Non stop hustling covering for my fiends
Trynna make it to the top
But this journey got some stops
I will never stop
I don't got no brakes
Momma told me I'm a disappointment I think I'm doing great yeah

Written by:
Anes Sahiti

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