haze

Ay tell me, you feel the mhmm-mhmm
And you hear the mhmm-mhmm
When everybody mhmm-mhmm
And if its too much baby we can put it to the side
Its a lot, just know I'd never lie
Might get fucked if if I step out of line
Too hot baby, the Rollie say its time
And I'd never get stuck outta my prime
Gang, gang bitch this is the paradise
Oh my, oh my god
What keeps me going is niggas that won't stop
I had to take it there, to the next level
Every angel's got they own devil
I take this mic, I could run for days
Through the L.A smog, and through the haze
Ay tell me, you feel the mhmm-mhmm
And you hear the mhmm-mhmm
When everybody mhmm-mhmm
Yeah
Yeah
Okay
Bitch
She drop dead, drop it like a needle
Gorgeous, I think I found the cheat code
Throwing touchdown passes like Teezo
Too turnt up bitch I'm too turnt up
And I just got wings like a Bentley truck
And I've been rocking solo like a damn red cup
Can't be the only one, enough was enough
Let me break this down for the ones in the back
Closet like the bank its got a lotta racks
Gotta let the chain swang, hit 'em with the swag
Left hook, then hit 'em with the jab
Hit them with the… fuck
Ay tell me, you feel the mhmm-mhmm
And you hear the mhmm-mhmm
When everybody mhmm-mhmm
Yeah
Yeah
Uh-huh
All the time, I be thinking how I got here
Made it through it all like what did I not fear
Headphones glued to my dreads what did I not hear
Since the day my balls dropped
Nigga its been my year
Made it through the struggle like should I really talk about it
Would I be giving out hope to the ones who really doubted
Blink blink, is my vision cloudy
Blink, blink is my vision-
And my knees weak
Arms drop
Head hot
Aim still
On lock
THEMBA
H stay silent like my moves when I walk
Got tired of cool, so I hade to take it off
Had to get real, before I really risked it all
Made the mistake, by tryna be who I was not
Took me some days, saw through the haze and the smog
I let it rock
And let it roll
Your too high again
Your too high again
Your too high