Honda Prelude
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high (yeah)
I can be a liar too
Please don't put me to the test
I can switch up on you bitches
In your line I'm always next
You be messing with my mind
Forget that bitch I'm not the best
(Bitch I'm not the best)
Told my self just to forget the love we had
It felt the best
Had a dream last night I'm popping
Not them pills these hoes I'm dropping
I'm in central city stop it
At the mills I keep on coping
Circle k they keep on robin
Me and lane I'm bat he robin
Green on black i had to top it
I be ballin and be blocking
Got pockets filled up, with money
Haft of gram of, this honey
Staying up in motel 6
The ac always never running
Told my self to never look back
So I just keep on running
Told my self to never look back
That's why I keep on running
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
What ever happened to the big woah records type of shit I made
What ever happened up in mesa stays in mesa never say
What ever happened to these bitches at my crib they used to say
Whatever ever happened to my bitch my momma met before her may
Sometimes I leave these bitches
When they start and doing these complains
I be like damn these selfish hoes
They lie so much about where they stay
I can't believe my eyes and ears
Her momma lets her fuck and play
This shit to much for me to process
Never thought that she gets layed
But it's all cool cuz I ain't stressing
Neither pressing
Light my shit up all the way
That's just a blessing
All that shit that I'm expressing
Bro came up to me and started telling me
Foo are you selling
I said nah cuz finders keepers
I'm so selfish with my stash
Bitch I ain't Sharing
Keep it quiet cuz some foo's out here
Would start up all the telling
If I could I'm bleep It out
Man fuck the snitch
They hate me swearing
I don't care no more just catch me now
The fuck I got to loose
All I got is my thang and my Chrysler on the loose
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high (yeah)
I can be a liar too
Please don't put me to the test
I can switch up on you bitches
In your line I'm always next
You be messing with my mind
Forget that bitch I'm not the best
(Bitch I'm not the best)
Told my self just to forget the love we had
It felt the best
Had a dream last night I'm popping
Not them pills these hoes I'm dropping
I'm in central city stop it
At the mills I keep on coping
Circle k they keep on robin
Me and lane I'm bat he robin
Green on black i had to top it
I be ballin and be blocking
Got pockets filled up, with money
Haft of gram of, this honey
Staying up in motel 6
The ac always never running
Told my self to never look back
So I just keep on running
Told my self to never look back
That's why I keep on running
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
What ever happened to the big woah records type of shit I made
What ever happened up in mesa stays in mesa never say
What ever happened to these bitches at my crib they used to say
Whatever ever happened to my bitch my momma met before her may
Sometimes I leave these bitches
When they start and doing these complains
I be like damn these selfish hoes
They lie so much about where they stay
I can't believe my eyes and ears
Her momma lets her fuck and play
This shit to much for me to process
Never thought that she gets layed
But it's all cool cuz I ain't stressing
Neither pressing
Light my shit up all the way
That's just a blessing
All that shit that I'm expressing
Bro came up to me and started telling me
Foo are you selling
I said nah cuz finders keepers
I'm so selfish with my stash
Bitch I ain't Sharing
Keep it quiet cuz some foo's out here
Would start up all the telling
If I could I'm bleep It out
Man fuck the snitch
They hate me swearing
I don't care no more just catch me now
The fuck I got to loose
All I got is my thang and my Chrysler on the loose
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Why am I
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
Feeling super high
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