HIGH LIFE

high life, high life, high life,we all about that high life,

this is real rapping and it feels like hunting season, x2

y'all we killing all y'all yeah you best believe it,

kill my ass ill be back in three days like i was Jesus,

 

time to get to eaten,come out a region,

a state where prays get answered by either some angels or demons,but that's even,

if they aint off the meth first geeking,leaving lesions,in your brain deletion,

of your brain cells im evil in this bitch like i was part of the legion,

im raping the game i leave her beaten and weaken and her mouth full of seamen,

while getting produced by zach freeman,still and youngin and a heathen,

im a dragon on the mic cause when inhale i spit fire when i exhale breathing,

reaching deepen, my soul, think bout shit i dont never wanna grow old,

but as i grow up i just grow more bold,

the more that i rap the more that im sold,

that every time i got kill it,to legit,im a neusance, on mic to prove that, im cold,

be on stage they screaming we want more and encore,

while this bitches in the atl just pop lock drop slow,

hell no i dont fuck with cops bro,