Lyrics hahaa - J.Robb, Blue November

hahaa

Aye, aye
I’m high, fighting this gravitational pull
Unique, removed from this invitational wool
Under the sun but I’m never losing my cool
On my son I’m never losing to you
I don’t lease beats I got the best in the game
The range of talent was made and it’s staged for the pain
It’s strangest thing was the rage that I managed to slay
Since the day in that month that I managed to claim
Leave weed on my fleece when I’m gone don’t cremate
My bones in the earth like stems in the pack
Rob me?
You dead, a king like Rodney
«Kill 'em Andy!»
10−4 copy, Xerox
Lob me a back and I’ma flip it through the system like a proxy
And who gon' stop me?
Fuck a op, cop a spot, hoard money, that’s me
Fast cars, fast broads, had to leave 'em empty nigga
We stay high, don’t come down
With my niggas all today, aye aye
Getting paid aye aye, yuh
We stay high, don’t come down
With my niggas all today, aye aye
Getting paid aye aye, yuh
Aye, quit trying to play us dummy
Go and find purpose
I had double C purses follow two or three hearses
Relations, cut up
Calls, run up
Dawg, get done up
Barry Bonds stunner hitter
Whole bottle fuck my liver
Paws on her chinchilla
Super head straight offender
We was in the restroom
Little baggy action had my willy in her costume
Picture perfect posture had to keep her as an heirloom
We stay high, don’t come down
With my niggas all today, aye aye
Getting paid aye aye, yuh
We stay high, don’t come down
With my niggas all today, aye aye
Getting paid aye aye, yuh