Hire Self

Yuh yuh
I smoke weed but I ain't a thug
Those get murked, put in the mud
I'm a half full cup
I rise above when I eat her up
When I eat her up
Either up or down baby we go around
I was peaking thru my soul
Walking a tightrope
Lungs of the world choke
Blowing up bare smoke
Bitches with high hopes
Smell like some laced dope
You already know
I'm the highest on the high road
Low key high note
All the way to the top
Stuck after my show
In the brain like an idol
Always gotta know who you praying for baby
Eat up your mangos
Tranquil like benzos
Wear up my sandals
Born on a Tuesday
I could care for my wardrobe more than o could care for you
Sometimes
Hot like a karma burning
Bitch hella fine yeah she got me turning
Mind is divine now she got me churning
Getting the cream cause the timing is perfect woosh
She on my skin climbing like serpents do
Tats on skin show you who I'm in service to
Higher self hire self
I don't go against my will, she said
Higher self hire self
I smoke weed but I ain't a thug
Those get murked, put in the mud
I'm a half full cup
I rise above when I eat her up
When I eat her up
Either up or down baby we go around
Half cup full
Muddy moons
Rain falling, rain, rain
Dripping I'm not slipping or
Deranged just claim something
Most of all I'm fully paid
Hire self, higher health
You can feel me in, fill you in
Don't gotta do it all yourself
No control we just flow
You ain't mine I ain't yours
Body body, touching toes
Stars missiles, driving fast not very far
Longing for that self reward
Yuh yuh
I smoke weed but I ain't a thug
Those get murked, put in the mud
I'm a half full cup
I rise above when I eat her up
When I eat her up



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Writer(s): Hannibal Wamulume Hopson, Lukas Pakenas
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