High Beams (feat. slowthai)

We’ll lift when I flick the clutch

Days when I wasted a lot

Some days I was waste like plums

That ain’t been ate for months

Months in this place of glum

Food that I ate hit my tum

Can’t settle fairy tale skin pebbles

Raised in slums

Somehow I gotta make me some

I ain’t trying to stay at mum’s

Mum said don’t play with guns

Bangin’ and playin’ on drums

Slangin’ it under no thumb

Make me draw from my fund

Putting on pie and eatin’ crumbs

Get rich til ya die don’t mean that much

Could be anyone that wouldn’t be me

Believing everyone except from me

All I need is TLC

Block it out with THC

You would know if you seen what I seen

Ain’t smooth like Maybelline

Cut me out like 123

Poof I’m gone say my move was strong

Bite it between my teeth

Said I’m moving along

Do you know where I’ve been?

Back and forth to Timbuktu

Still I come through like Mister Sheen

Dealing with Charlie Sheen

Sad times, can you play the strings?

No cut no seam

Looks could kill and I’ve got high beams

Out of touch, off my line

They’ve got laws but I can’t comply

Out of luck, must be blind

Been blessed so much til I question my existence

Without a pot to piss in, distant

Travel distance, I am Mr. Kiddlin

Can’t contain my position

No optimism, say I’m optimistic

Narcissistic, hard to sit with

Middle part and split the difference

Me, treat me to exorcism

Bad decision, pessimistic

Conflict about fit description

Misunderstanding, don’t know what I’m planning

Paint a different picture

Need a safe line and life in the caption

Why you live for insta?