So High

By Duvy

Released on July 7, 2022

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[Verse 1]

It was blood right 'front that door, so a nigga turn right to the violence

Put a switch on the back of the Glock (Grrrt)

Who hit the fastest?

Told me not to do it, but I ran them knots (Ran it up)

See, I was trappin' (Yeah), bullets hit me, brodie collecting hits (Brodie)

They like, "Don't you do that shit no more"

What if they lose a nigga? (What?)

I get in my feelings, call my woe (Call my wodie)

Like hold up, fill that vehicle

It gets hard to love up in these streets, yeah-yeah

It gets hard to trust up in these streets, I ain't trust no one

It gets hard to trust up in these streets, I ain't trust no one

At the back of the Ford playin' with four-fivе

Two Percocets, pour me a dеuce

Still a nigga can't feel right

Outside, had nothing to do

Tryna hit me a lick, we had extendo all in the crib

Wanna be a boss? Then take that risk

Bugs be under the fridge (Fridge)

All this dope, gotta do the dishes (The dishes)

I came from hot shit, my mama poor

I had to sell me some coke

Stackin' them bills, dimes and nickels

Hold on, meet that fiend at door

Really run to that mill' ticket

Warya, what you in it for?


[Refrain]

I was feeling lost

I ain't even eat a lot

I had to make a lot

I ain't wanna take no loss, so high

Your life a lullaby, set me free, I miss my soldiers

I 'member all them nights

Building to building, I was stressing, gettin' let up

I can't rest, I stay up

He can't run or get up

You know that I'm cool with the takers

Get that car, we shake some

Pop out, shootout, playoffs

Forever we spin, no days off

All these drugs got lockjaw

I pray I don't nod off

I was feeling lost

I ain't even eat a lot

I had to make a lot

I ain't wanna take no loss, so high

Your life a lullaby, set me free, I miss my soldiers

I remember all them nights

Building to building, I was stressing, gettin' let up

I can't rest, I stay up

He can't run or get up

You know that I'm cool with the takers

Get that car, we shake some

Pop out, shootout, playoffs

Forever we spin, no days off

(Forever we spin, no days off)


[Verse 2]

I lost too much dogs, you know that I lost my mind, yeah, yeah

I remember all them times, you told me go hard for mine, yeah, yeah

And DP gon' squeeze, he up Glock right out his jeans

Down for the cause, callin' roxies when I feel lost in the streets

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