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Everythangs High
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Everythangs High was released on July 19, 2011 by Hypnotize Minds as a part of the album Loud Pack
ReleasedJuly 19, 2011
LabelHypnotize Minds
LanguageEnglish
BPM71
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Prices sky-rockin' and they ain't dropping
Everything high (high), ain't nothing cheap (Nah, nah)
No blow, no pills, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
Everything high (high), ain't nothing cheap (Nah, nah)
No blow, no pills, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
It's a drought on these streets, it's a drought on these streets
No hard, no soft, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
Everything high (high), ain't nothing cheap (Nah, nah)
No blow, no pills, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
We riding round with the gun in the stash spotter
No license, bogus tags, watching for a copper (Rrah)
North side super hot, these **** telling on they mammy
Ever walk up with a burr in your mouth while wearing jammies? (Yawm)
Now you get it off in blood or get it off in slugs
Like South Memphis **** like to pay you off in drugs
Thugs getting raped and robbed, kinda like a junkie hoe
Cutthroat, that's why North Memphis ain't got no dough
Might catch a **** working off a half a chicken
Mask on, pistol drawn, standing in your kitchen
Brains blown all alone, guess that boy was sleeping
Addicted to this money so I'm on a money mission
Everything high (high), ain't nothing cheap (Nah, nah)
No blow, no pills, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
Everything high (high), ain't nothing cheap (Nah, nah)
No blow, no pills, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
It's a drought on these streets, it's a drought on these streets
No hard, no soft, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
Everything high (high), ain't nothing cheap (Nah, nah)
No blow, no pills, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
Everything for the high, nothing for the lowski
I pull a move on a duck if they do approach me (Patta)
That good can be rabbit food if you ain't watching closely (Oooh)
Goons say they got bricks to rob you for your dopeski (Ow yeah)
Told a **** cross that bridge, twenty racks for a chicken
Meet me in the Bay, I left his body flipping like a chicken (Ow)
With his head cut off, bullets riding, finger licking
Put me in a bump position, trigger finger gets to itching
Dope **** come up missing, suckers' doors will get kicking
If we gotta take your life, punk ****, we ain't tripping
Hog tied up, bleeding with a skull full of lumps
Told him take me to the stash, then I threw him in the trunk
Everything high (high), ain't nothing cheap (Nah, nah)
No blow, no pills, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
Everything high (high), ain't nothing cheap (Nah, nah)
No blow, no pills, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
It's a drought on these streets, it's a drought on these streets
No hard, no soft, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
Everything high (high), ain't nothing cheap (Nah, nah)
No blow, no pills, it's a drought in these streets (Yeah)
Written by: Project Pat
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