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higher thoughts - precise the vice lyrics

[verse 1]
too much on my metal
roll up them windows and that indo
my mind is stressing
these sober days be so depressing
pressing for time
wishing that i could press rewind
pressure is present in these thick white puffy breaths of mine
i blow them away everyday all through my extra time
which is limited when you getting it i’m next in line
from college stresses, ain’t got a dime making dollars stretching
from piles of lettuce
they wild and reckless with childish antics
-n-lyzing my place in this society
who could achieve more is it the sober me or higher me?
both when put together are me in my entirety
you say i won’t achieve sh-t, well that’s inspiring
your neck can be perspiring
you’re next to be admiring
cause soon you will desire me and acquire me cause i’m a king

i thought some sh-t while i was high today
my sober mind would never say it told me just to find a way

away to the top
we never gon drop
that’s where we gon stay stay stay stay stay
wherever you go
one thing you should know is up up and away way way way way
up up and away way way way way
up up and away way way way way
wherever you go
one thing you should know is up up and away way way way way

[verse 2]
gifted and lifted
y’all change y’all image like weed change pigment
im mind my business
just roll my swishers on my mission
each day’s a lesson
achieve success trying to find the method
each breath i’m blessed with is another day closer to my exit
my time is cherished
and just like mind should not be wasted
which is ironic cause my mind’s gon on regular occasions
the street’s is racing
seeing who’s first to hit the pavement
in this fast life your first strike could be your last strike
past you over to that past life
so dude you better act right
cause you can’t rewind last night
but oh how i wish you can
sitting here tryna make a difference man
bust a plan to go ape sh-t retadted stupid dumb in it man
my head spinning like a ceiling fan
don’t know which way imma get it man
for the profits they is k!lling man
an iller man a n-gga can’t get a chance

i thought some sh-t while i was high today
my sober mind would never say it told me just to fly away

[verse 3]
p-ssionately p-ssing weed up in my chamber
could be using a banger to release of all this anger
instead i’m with my clowns
holding it down like we an anchor
ain’t a big fan of danger
but believe i ain’t a stranger
the coat hanger strangler
every track i get i mangle
ball so hard i broke an ankle
i’m a star without the spangled n-gga
i’m too obtuse can’t peep my angles n-gga
what you used to time to change it n-gga
a young n-gga hoping
i’m out here smoking while riding
just me my conscience my paper my pride inside it
ain’t with that f-ck sh-t
it gets disrupted don’t try me
my crew reluctant
you can bet yo bucks b-tch they beside me
future so bright it’s blinding
on the stoop is where you’ll find me
my purpose on this earth god can you please remind me?

i thought some sh-t while i was high today
f-ck it i ain’t even gotta say i’m on the way

- precise the vice lyrics

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