The High Kick

20 pounds of indica
Intimate in Valencia
We infiltrated Silicon Valley
To get the pension up
Ya women chilling with us my Nigha
She never mention ya
We just making movies
So truly this is a cinema
Acting full of shit
That gun give you a enema
Entered the casino
We making bread up at Seneca
We was all cynical
Tryna stick to these principles
Pushing Panameras
On the road to our pinnacles
We all about the paper
But don't fold like a envelope
It's cold world heaters blow
Through ya winter coat
Know I been the goat
And my girl is a centerfold
Indigo kids with the soul of a emerald
Your Jewels gold plated
Don't feud with with no one hating
We never listen to you
I'm cool on what you saying
I play my enimies like a game chess
I'm a young Bobby fisher in the flesh Yes watching the movie fresh
While my lady getting dressed up
25 thousand in my dresser yessir
Make a shiny diamond
When My grinding under pressure
I just make it better when I mess up

Petty perfectionist
Steady reaching for excellence
Miss me with the messy shit
Don't make me get that mechanism
Haters got the devil in em
Need a exorcism
Our the tech can fix em
If they don't respect religion
I'm just talking in parables
We was never comparable
Spilled a drink on my outfit
That was terrible
Terri-cloth sweatsuit
But it's still wearable
Don't worry bout where abouts it Cause don't matter where we go
Ended up at the bank
Same old scenario
Rolling thru the valley
Made a turn on Valerio
Pistol in the car
I'm on point not paranoid
Stash spot used to be next to my stereo

Never really tripping
Cuz I'm centered in my balance
Overcome obstacles
Learn from every challenge
Left Thousand Oaks
Duffle-bag full of thousand
Extra thousand island dressing
Going on my salad
Nigga we best
Puffy call it like Khalid
Anybody down on us
Is really not valid
Thank my ancestors
For these god given talents
I'm Staying out the way
And drink water by the gallons
Classic



Credits
Writer(s): Douglas Jones
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