Already high
You know I'm tryna get rich
These niggas just tryna get by
So imma keep popping my shit
Just like the 4th of July
Spread my wings like a eagle
These niggas be tryna get fly
I'm finna roll me a blunt
Even tho that I'm already high
Aye tell the truth man they lied
Just like a egg I'm fried
Keep the flowers like somebody died
It ain't really that hard to decide
Monster truck we be high when we
Ride
Say that boy in the cloud like he God
Geek street no where to hide
We in the back and we on the side
Know I'm still taking off like I'm Clyde
That boy burning his bridges like Todd
That boy say he the 1 cause he odd
When I say I'm the 1 aimt no pride
I don't walk to geek street man I glide
Man she tryna go down like a slide
Good wedding cake no bride
Good catfish plate no cod
On these beats imma skate like Rashad
Red eyes they thought I had cried
They told me stop smoking I tried
Ain't washing no clothes but I'm tied
Me and weed like peas in a pod
Man I stay on my job he fyed
Fuck the pill the weed got my wied
Made the weed disappear like wahlah
You know they saying it's magic
Come to geek street it get tragic
Bitch I'm the don ain't no maverick
Im finna go back to Texas
We coming up on my exit
You say that some strong let's test it
Im the presidential I been elected
Boy yo access been rejected
You know I'm tryna get rich
These niggas just tryna get by
So imma keep popping my shit
Just like the 4th of July
Spread my wings like a eagle
These niggas be tryna get fly
I'm finna roll me a blunt
Even tho that I'm already high
These niggas just tryna get by
So imma keep popping my shit
Just like the 4th of July
Spread my wings like a eagle
These niggas be tryna get fly
I'm finna roll me a blunt
Even tho that I'm already high
Aye tell the truth man they lied
Just like a egg I'm fried
Keep the flowers like somebody died
It ain't really that hard to decide
Monster truck we be high when we
Ride
Say that boy in the cloud like he God
Geek street no where to hide
We in the back and we on the side
Know I'm still taking off like I'm Clyde
That boy burning his bridges like Todd
That boy say he the 1 cause he odd
When I say I'm the 1 aimt no pride
I don't walk to geek street man I glide
Man she tryna go down like a slide
Good wedding cake no bride
Good catfish plate no cod
On these beats imma skate like Rashad
Red eyes they thought I had cried
They told me stop smoking I tried
Ain't washing no clothes but I'm tied
Me and weed like peas in a pod
Man I stay on my job he fyed
Fuck the pill the weed got my wied
Made the weed disappear like wahlah
You know they saying it's magic
Come to geek street it get tragic
Bitch I'm the don ain't no maverick
Im finna go back to Texas
We coming up on my exit
You say that some strong let's test it
Im the presidential I been elected
Boy yo access been rejected
You know I'm tryna get rich
These niggas just tryna get by
So imma keep popping my shit
Just like the 4th of July
Spread my wings like a eagle
These niggas be tryna get fly
I'm finna roll me a blunt
Even tho that I'm already high
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Writer(s): Blake Clay
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