High Strung 100

Yo ey ey Smoking a joint in the booth Acting stupid That's what I usually do This uncommon shit Your style ain't as large as this Arson is the charges when I wreck a show half heartedly Free my heart to speak to beats and Reach a peak I'm happy with If you think I'm strung off drugs Yup that isn't accurate Passing joints with wax in it High off weed and acid hits Ashes on my jackets Passing out in random houses In and out again Keep on counting seconds Till the hours spent Yeah I'm out the pen Until I'm back again Selling pack again F*ck the rats again Feeling back again Yall can count me in Where's my old friends Did you make enough Did you break some trust Think you'll make it up I can't wait much longer I can't wait much longer Did you make enough Did you break some trust Think you'll make it up I can't wait any longer Any longer bitch