So High (feat. Prestege)

When I arrive tired eyes light up like fire flies

Star struck in amazement, I know my shit is fuckin blazin

I play off it, speak in third person on some pompous shit

Earth bitches sweat me like a brotha spittin conscious shit

Sorry not today baby

I seen it all like the cashier at the porn store

Nothing faze me, am I crazy, hardly

This white dude he called my whitebul a wigga

So just imagine what he call me, ****

Spit via the Black CNN

I speak ghetto Morse Code you just gotta tune me in

Or tune me out, if you don't like my lyrics or my beats

It don't matter either way I ain't gonna lose any sleep

There's a market for everything, on every level

It don't matter if you rappin bout God or the devil

If it's hot on the street man these **** gonna buy it

Find ya niche in this bitch, they demand it you supply it

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