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first day high - migs saludes lyrics

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yeah, yeah
second city up in this b*tch

broke up with this shorty back in 2012
barely knew much, but h*ll yeah
i’m on, yeah. and i’m gone

haven’t felt that free for so long

that b*tch put me through h*ll
respectfully, but i’m still
salty ’bout those two years
rather went through that by myself

met my homeboys that’s win and poy
moments after i broke the news
they helped me get through all the noise
so many years yet they stay true

i just rolled with the same crew
we made music, but that’s old news
met bad b*tches and pretty girls
even made friends out of school

we got an internship at rakista radio
sir maw and sir keith
must be the best job that i’ve ever got
watching concerts and smoke weed
all the haters, they hate to see it
we graduated, we celebrated
we drunks as f*ck and we elevated
that’s the first time that i said we made it

(chorus)

high*
this sh*t feels like the first day high
may we never die but multiply
yeah we on we finally made it
all you guys stay compensating
no advice, no conversation
sneaky links; ain’t no relations

no way, no way, jose
3 4 5 6 7 8
rolex arms they fly away
your sh*t tick that must be fake

told my guy’s there’s no escape
a set of stairs the only case
we catching, hard work sure repays
album mode, locked in for days

member the feu days,
riding out that soundcloud wave
the only boys that’s making noise
was ocean and rvrd
i said someday will be our day
i’m not sitting waiting for it
not here for a long time, baby
i’m here just to get my pay

make sure that my family straight
make champagne out of my pain
all those girls that broke my heart
now wishing that i come their way

talk to me, watch what you say
already watching all your moves
over sharing on the gram
so now you think you’re famous dude?

(chorus)

high*
this sh*t feels like the first day high
may we never die but multiply
yeah we on we finally made it
all you guys stay compensating
no advice, no conversation
sneaky links; ain’t no relations

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