Higher Interlude

What's good black
I just copped a new sack
Pause that
I'm talking Mary Jane jack
And she clingy
She stick to my finger tips, love when I break her down
Roll her up, break her down, and take a hit
Momma say she hate the shit, I go against the grain
THC enthusiast, I'm smoking every strain
They took Zaire away from us, they put one in his brain
I had put one in the air so I can try to ease the pain
You see this life it isn't fair, it's just a dirty game
I'll roll one up again but it doesn't get higher than this

It doesn't get higher than this
Right here no
It doesn't get higher than this
Right here no
It doesn't get higher than this
Right here no
It doesn't get higher than



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Martin
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