High Noon Intro
Shit deep
Turn instrumental to mince meat
Bouta level up these niggas they Swiss cheese
Poking holes in your story i tell em' to be brief
She got tats all in her skin but beauty is skin deep
Ima down south nigga but I'm east coast minded
The journey ain't changed my nigga I'm still grinding
Found me outside of the hyatt getting high a bit
I stay woke ma nigga and open my eyelids
I'm shinin'
Im bendin' corners all in the order
From a block where d-boys ship it and they transport it
Cctv we knowin' that they got the camcorders
Fatherless homes we doin just what the street taught us
And i ain't sayin it ain't right
We just exposed to the life
Where is wrong to do right
So ima hit this left before I'm takin this light
I just smoke a L just for the celebration of this life
I got rose gold chain on pinky ring beaming
I hit the streets hard till the block stop breathing
No losses I'm conceding, we all got a reason
I just stand strong like a grown man and be-lieve it
Look
I said i pull up in that you know what
The outside is fish scale the inside is butter-cup
Said the haters outside i hope they do show up
So they can say Cuba why you working you don't do enough
Welcome to high noon
I appreciate everybody coming out tonight
Drink somethin' smoke somethin'
Go getcha one
Yea
Uh
Yea
Yea
Yea
Turn instrumental to mince meat
Bouta level up these niggas they Swiss cheese
Poking holes in your story i tell em' to be brief
She got tats all in her skin but beauty is skin deep
Ima down south nigga but I'm east coast minded
The journey ain't changed my nigga I'm still grinding
Found me outside of the hyatt getting high a bit
I stay woke ma nigga and open my eyelids
I'm shinin'
Im bendin' corners all in the order
From a block where d-boys ship it and they transport it
Cctv we knowin' that they got the camcorders
Fatherless homes we doin just what the street taught us
And i ain't sayin it ain't right
We just exposed to the life
Where is wrong to do right
So ima hit this left before I'm takin this light
I just smoke a L just for the celebration of this life
I got rose gold chain on pinky ring beaming
I hit the streets hard till the block stop breathing
No losses I'm conceding, we all got a reason
I just stand strong like a grown man and be-lieve it
Look
I said i pull up in that you know what
The outside is fish scale the inside is butter-cup
Said the haters outside i hope they do show up
So they can say Cuba why you working you don't do enough
Welcome to high noon
I appreciate everybody coming out tonight
Drink somethin' smoke somethin'
Go getcha one
Yea
Uh
Yea
Yea
Yea
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Kausal
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