Distractions

I'm so high I believe I can fly Spread my wings and touch the sky Fucked yo bitch don't ask me why Real deal nigga call me Holyfield I got that drip raining on ya windshield Get money wit the gang you know the deal Pocket rocket on me it's concealed Speeding through the lights please yield Icy wrists big rocks in my ear We don't like to start no fights But if you touch me it's on sight Mack Slim just might run off wit yo bitch She only like a nigga cause I'm rich Spent my money on a black droptop That thang go fast I ain't worried about a cop I'm getting money I ain't banging on the block Smoke my weed instead of sniffing on that rock Tote that steel all my niggas got them glocks Back in the den and I'm coming for the top Make yo money get rich Smoke tree roll one up let's get lit It's one rule when we talking bout the shit Keep ya mouth closed we don't like it when you snitch We so high Spark this joint and watch us fly We done opened our third eye Enlightened Dont have to try High as a jet Smokin some shit you cant get Not in vegas But we makin some big bets Passin these tests Keepin cool and stayin blessed Phone on silent Dont wanna talk Look what you did You aint done nothin But spread some hatred Got me going mad droppin hits in the den When its too late to say sorry what you gon do then I got love for you Some feelings i wont pretend But you fake Wont talk about us to your friends Travis ones They dont wanna see me in the ends Makin moves signin deals Money in my hand Yeah Reinvest that shit Buy some land Turn a couple racks to a couple hundred grand Start the next black wall street We'll all make millions Damn, just imagine Mixing money and melanin We'll make it happen not a rapper i keep rappin I'm steady snappin On these coo tracks Up at night high Lookin for some snacks Ahead of the game I'm a pro and not react Y'all wear me out mentally Might have to nap Scrolling on ya phones All you do is cap But you aint takin knees and never took a stand Just makin noise Like ya high school band