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High Beams

 

High Beams

(album: Last Year Was Weird, Vol. 3 - 2021)


Ooh-wee, yes Lord
High beams, we going
Yes, we stay low
I feel way gone
Ooh-wee, yes Lord
I've been slept on (Slept on)
They late (They late), can't go (Can't go)
High beams, we going

I be just minding my bidness
Wilding with God as my witness
Why niggas worry 'bout winnin'?
My nigga eyes on the millions
Fighting, it's time for the blood
Shot at the plug
Throwing my hands, I got press showing love
Bars like a devil, my words like a dove
Tunnel my vision, I feed 'em with love
Cirque du Soleil, yeah, this life kind of rough
Penniless man told me, "Wise up the scruff"
Weed's getting loud and my head's getting tough
Corny ass haters, I see through the bluff
See through the mud, see who to trust
Nothing is promised, so I gotta bust
Copping it late so the run is a must
These sacrifices we make is a must

Ooh-wee, yes Lord
High beams, we going
Yes, we stay low
I feel way gone
Ooh-wee, yes Lord
I've been slept on (Slept on)
They late (They late), can't go (Can't go)
High beams, we going

High beams (We goin')
High beams (We goin')
High beams (We goin')

I've been feeling like I'm, yeah, I'm running, yeah, I'm running free
With the wind, I'm the kid smiling to the sun
Oh Lord, love me all these memories
What a bliss, inner peace
Inner state of mind, innocence
To give me that and let it be, jelly beans (High beams)
I get all my meds from a telly screen
I get all the chips on the deck
And the foot on the neck, that's collateral damage when I snap
Flesh, yeah
Eating the flesh, yeah
Why you so precious?
Why you look pressured?
Hiding, fighting, smoke
Hiding, oh, fighting, oh
Oh my God, oh my God, fight and shoot
Fighting you
This ain't no games, yeah, it's on when I shoot
Labels are getting the feeling and

Ooh-wee, yes Lord
High beams, we going
Yes, we stay low
I feel way gone
Ooh-wee, yes Lord
I've been slept on (Slept on)
They late (They late), can't go (Can't go)
High beams, we going

High beams (We goin')
High beams (We goin')
High beams (We goin')
High beams (We goin')
High beams (We goin')
High beams (We goin')
High beams (We goin')
High beams (We goin')

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