High

You're in trouble I get high Roll my problems up and I get high I'm so up yes, I feel high I could fly Maybe in the past But today she might not get a try New bread cause I gotta fresh as f*ck I need a fit to find Told you I would come through I'm sorry I ain't get the time I'm lying if I'm trying And I'm sorry if I get too high Called me for a hello And that was enough to get you by I broke her heart down the line But she'll be fine I know she is so in denial Imma be gone for a while And you'll get exiled I'm sorry you can't have my child It's crazy I'm never around But she love me The standard must be in the ground She wanna go for some rounds I'm really not busy yeah you could just to come to the town She wanna hate on me now But she can't talk down Cause I had my dick in her mouth The way that I'm going ain't easy They couldn't do it They took a different routeee I took myself the picture She told me she having a hard time living without Yessir, you're in trouble, Quisi I get high Roll my problems up and I get high I'm so up yes, I feel high I could fly Maybe in the past But today she might not get a try New bread cause I gotta fresh as f*ck I need a fit to find Told you I would come through I'm sorry I ain't get the time I'm lying if I'm trying And I'm sorry if I get too high