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Smino

O'HighO

 

O'HighO

(album: She Already Decided - 2020)


But let us leave these two young men
To sit and reflect on the fate of the world
For life as we know it, my brother, must go on
And so the hustlers continue to hustle
And the players continue to play (Baby)

Everyday we all wake up to all Def Jam [?]
Wonder who the therapists go to after all that therapy
We got a big ass situation on our hands, like Cherokee
The people versus the power that be
It ain't enough charity
But I call my grind the Ariana 'cause my kush sing loud
Baby, ooh, ooh, shit
Baby, ooh, ooh, shit
Baby, ooh, ooh, shit

I rolled the blunt of OG, so high, oh
I could fly to Ohio
I rolled the blunt of OG, so high, oh
I could fly to Ohio
I rolled the blunt in this bitch every time
How I sing with my eyes closed, oh
I rolled the blunt in this bitch every time

Watching my life go down
Watching my life go down
Watching my life go down
I rolled the blunt of OG, so high, oh
I could fly to Ohio (Watching my life go down)
I rolled the blunt of OG, so high, oh
I could fly to Ohio (Watching my life go down)
I rolled the blunt in this bitch every time
How I sing with my eyes closed, oh (Watching my life go down)
I rolled the blunt in this bitch every time (Watching my life go down)
I have to say, my favorite form of self care
Is not caring 'bout what another nigga got going on
What another nigga doing, what another nigga on his plate
I don't care, you know what I'm sayin, like, straight up
That's my favorite form of self care
Is not caring too much about things that don't fulfill my spirit
Ya dig?
Real spiritual out here, SmiDee Jakes, play the next song

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