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high life - mellowhigh lyrics

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[intro: hodgy beats]
box it out, box it out, box it out, uhh
yup.. yup, yup

[verse 1: hodgy beats]
i wanna retire like jay leno, but not at his age
i write the book of my life, i’m one h-ll of a page
you n-ggas ain’t promotin’, your confusion is daze
i’m on these b-tches minds like running loose in a maze
you drinkin’ goose and get chased
i’ll take the bottle to the face
i’ll take the bottle to your face
and i’m leaving without a trace of a scr-p
i’m not the man talkin’ ’bout busting grapes in a cape
watch your b-tch before i make her mind your mistake
took her on accident, that’s a miss-take
if you want beef, order up, i’m a big steak
i don’t do it for the fame, i get it in just for my kid’s sake
you live with your b-tch, n-gga do what your b-tch say
get ’em h-lo like a motherf-ckin’ river lake
get hip to my sh-t like you moved to silver lake
you flippin’ burgers and fries, gimmie a shake
and hurry up, take the money, you’re makin’ me late

[hook: smoke dza & domo genesis] x4
lame n-ggas take 5

you rap n-ggas better miss me with the bullsh-t (bullsh-t, bullsh-t)
you rap n-ggas better miss me with the bullsh-t (bullsh-t, bullsh-t)

[verse 2: domo genesis]
whip the game like a ho with the pimp hand
loud weed made me wish i had a kick stand
wartime, my face painted like a kiss fan
n-gga got stripes like reggie miller’s wristband
crush my wake and my vision you prayin’ you gettin’ mangled
got this whole sh-t on lock, i’m kurt angle
if i go out young, i just pray that i see angels
i know that i’ll be buried a g, i lived graceful
no peace for a young live n-gga, i’m still smokin’
painted scriptures of mine, n-gga picture me rollin’
careful on these streets, don’t know what these n-ggas holdin’
and be careful what you hit, scandalous b-tches ho-in’
door to success, we kick it until it open
got a one track mind and i run it like jesse owens
ho, it’s however you want it, a verbal full clip
you rap n-ggas better miss me with the bullsh-t (bullsh-t, bullsh-t)

[hook] x4

[verse 3: smoke dza]
right
lame n-ggas take 5 (take 5)
fall back, let the winners work (ah)
cleaned up the whole summer and i’m ’bout to do the winter worse (really)
vacation and online banking, every second is a new quickpay alert (right)
we listened to your sh-t when we was loaded n-gga, and we laughed til our stomach hurt
ah man, international f-ckers i’m barrin’
i’m a block n-gga 9/11 zoomin’ down 8th in a 7 probably headed up to devin’s swinging corners like tarzan
ah d-mn, you n-ggas can keep the hookah, i’mma f-ck with this buddha
creepin’ ? short state joint, called the b-tch up a uber
she tried to get comfortable and spend the night
you know i had to maneuver, fly out that b-tch like it’s jet life
some smooth sh-t queued up
ah, she don’t want no man
f-ck playin’ games, this ain’t funcoland
cool sh-t don’t make a move but them hundos can
get that bullsh-t outta here, mutumbo hand

[verse 4: curren$y]
uh, higher than most (most)
stackin’ this toast (toast)
sw-ng in the bank (bank)
deposit the loaf (loaf)
cop me some dank (dank)
that’s gas fo sho (gas fo sho)
fill up the tank (tank)
slab on the road (road, man)
money mission (money mission)
b-tch a tower heist (tower heist)
diamonds glisten, christmas trimmings, vegas lights
mercedes figure 8 ’em, porsches racin’, c0ked up ladies
laser chasin’, dancin’ crazy, 80’s life
when machines guns and gold chains ruled the dope game (dope game)
luxury speed boats, pontoon planes
keep it low like we smugglin’ cane (like we smugglin’ cane)
blazed in the everglades, scribblin’ my next payday
life

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