歌詞

I'm too high to riot, I'm too high to riot I'm just too high to riot I never loose sight, got a eye on her thighs and an eye on horizons To much at stake, got no time for date That's the day just with fate, got my eyes on the prize and Its too occupant, you want a slice buts it's to hot just pie it You want a steak buts it too high to buy it Me I be too high, I'm too high, I'm too high I'm too high for games and I'm too high for liars Fuck TSA cause I'm too high for flying Fuck NSA cause them satellites to high they do all the spying Fuck all the leaders that's to high off power They do all the lying, treat us like prisoners I mean who is the enemy here? You are an item, but you are not real enough power to swipe all the dirt that your doing You do all the hiding, but I am no better I can see all of your terrors, still remain in quiet and wonder in private and silence Like if I just speak on it, would the people go buy it? Fuck it just do it for self, I am demand and supplier I trial by fire, I am the man I'm too high to riot, I'm too high to riot I'm just too high to riot Bas you in the city? Baby nah I'm on the road, Fiends Pockets full of money left them all on the floor Probably should have claimed all the hoes that I fucked All my customs declarations, check the faces all through my crew So to call me racists so fucking basis I'll tell your nation apologize I fuck a European bitch for every African nation they colonize And Addison Collar dead, I'll follow my dollars sign And boost up my bottom line You don't want to here it fine, they used to make it a crime to fuck white women Well damn, better give me a lot of time Free love, whole world mixed up fuck boy you out of time What could brown do for you? UPS nigga I done flew up out the nest nigga The world bigger than the block man thats why they killed Pac Couldn't stop us we still looking for the rest nigga Fiends I'm too high to riot, I'm too high to riot I'm just too high to riot Bas you in the city? Baby nah I'm on the road, Pockets full of money left them all on the floor Pockets full of money left them all on the floor But too high to riot, I'm too high to riot I'm just too high to riot
Writer(s): Cameron Osteen, Abbas Hamad, Ronald Eugene Gilmore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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