High Thoughts

Smoke good Eat good Live good LIGHT IT Light it Light it Light it It's just a little bit Why even smoke at all I’m looking for a little lift Be careful with your fall Lately I ain’t finishing Got everything on pause Guess I’m at my limit then Check Pathetic nigga for those who think a mess is A brother on that herb Don’t think I need to paint the message For those who nose Got miles of snow Like what they do is lesser Wont wave no flag to stop it But play the role of the captain I ain’t looking for excuses I’m just thinking out loud My little view of this world is more complex than pronouns In this modern day society Where freedom ain’t found Would use my right to bear arms But my nice shade of brown Might get me shot killed And posted on an IG with sound But we know that won’t do nothing When the hype calms down Would rather no one have to worry at all But now we pray cause little Timmy feeling sad And want to shoot up the mall Nah f*ck that This is my year And when I wake up I lace my 95’s My little version of the make up Shorties pay mind to a nigga with his cake up You got to stay fly The mafia was sure to grace us Chilling smoking on a blunt thick as cigars High as shit feeling cold Don’t know what cloud I been on I’m at the point passed clapped It’s a round of applause Higher talk to higher living Till they call the man a god Bout to double up on this little stock Many question Self worth bitch finna ball Off an investment Myself nothing less The kid been blessed Still on the right side of life She hasn’t said to the left I look beyond what the eye can see Known to live amongst the we Got myself a team that can turn ya into smithereens Going against the boy? oh you Siding with the enemy I ain’t really trippin If not posted in Kennedys This right here the remedy They flooding at the gates Calling me doctor Miami I eliminate the waste Get your bitch in better shape Said she tryna see an eight I told her me too, this dick ain’t free you got to pay 8 Figures, 7 figures No less than 6 The real know I aint bugging I ain’t simply tryna pay the rent Especially when the place look less than what you pay to live Now I know I be bugging But aint know way this making sense Huh I don’t feel Jack but the Cactus Been tryna thread the needle as my homie tell me pass it Paranoia hit when my mind get to relaxing Permissible to slip, but my momma still think I haven’t Yea my momma think I haven't So matter fact don't pass it Yea I'm Cool F*ck It's just a little hit Why even smoke at all I’m looking for a little lift Be careful with your fall Lately I ain’t finishing Got everything on pause Guess I’m at my limit then