Real High (Bonus Track)

Bitch I get Real High
Oh my
Tell me the truth
Boy don't lie
I Knew they
Wasn't down to ride
When niggas couldn't
Pick a side
Bodies dropping
Homicide
Another day a
Nigga dyin'
I knew it wasn't
One of mine
Cuz Brodies really
Out here slidin'
Iont really say too much
Niggas know
Iont play too much
Get my paper
And save it up
Name a nigga
That's great as us
Fingers hurtin'
From paper cuts
Summer time
It get dangerous
Niggas know
I ain't sayin shit
If it ever
Had came to it

I'm gone
Yeah, I'm on the grind
Right now
So leave me alone
We do not answer no questions
Don't talk on the phone
Trippy gon throw me a play
Then I'm getting it gone
Damn
I'm really in my zone
Diamonds they dancing
They shining by the stone
So tell me who
Really want pressure
Ain't no discussion
Im givin' a lecture
Niggas wan be seen
But they really be extras
He got left on the scene
No need for a stretcher
Makin' plays on the field
London Fletcher
Migo plug I think
His name was Hector
Pray to God
Only wan can protect ya
Jus stay down
One day its gon bless ya
(One day its gon bless ya)

Bitch
I get real high

Bitch
I get real high

Bitch I get Real High
Oh my
Tell me the truth
Boy don't lie
I Knew they
Wasn't down to ride
When niggas couldn't
Pick a side
Bodies dropping
Homicide
Another day a
Nigga dyin'
I knew it wasn't
One of mine
Cuz Brodies really
Out here slidin'
Iont really say too much
Niggas know
Iont play too much
Get my paper
And save it up
Name a nigga
That's great as us
Fingers hurtin'
From paper cuts
Summer time
It get dangerous
Niggas know
I ain't sayin shit
If it ever
Had came to it
I'm gone



Credits
Writer(s): Jalen Pileta
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