Nate Husser – High For This Lyrics

High For This:

I slept on bags of clothes
Now I get bags of clothes
They wasn’t there at my lowest
I cannot stand these hoes

I’m tryn do right with people
Not tryna fight with people 
But all you trifling people 
Got me not likin people

So I Got my pipe to the peephole
Middle finger to the every po
I know they wanna see me poor
Key to the city in keyhole

Been in this game for years
Turned me into savage
Don’t take my words granted
Holdin my weight like my baggage

Boy I been tired I hidin
Dealin w too much anxiety
My bigga niga just died 
There ain’t sun no the sun in the sky

There ain’t no lack when we ridin
Cross the police I look em in the eye
Can’t let them get behind me
If there was a nigga any crazier than I
He on my squad ready to die 

I cannot not tell u no lie
I cross my heart , legends don’t die
Some body pass me The fire cause

I might need to get high for this
Goin thru all kinda sht
My nigga just died n sht
My niggas gon ride to this

Roll the window and ima slide to this
My niggas is live as sht
I’m might fkn die for die this
Pass the fkn lighter bitch

One to the face X15

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