Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song High Notes , by - Nafe Smallz. Song from the album Goat World, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 16.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Ozone
Song language: English
High Notes |
| Yeah, this that thug shit, ain’t no love shit |
| This that zone shit, ain’t no hoe shit |
| We back in motion |
| I just mixed the weed with a- |
| That’s my potion, you know I mean? |
| Let’s go, let’s go |
| Smoking while I’m singin' on the stage |
| Thousand people screamin' out my name |
| Shawty with me goin' both ways (Yeah) |
| See, I just want the money, fuck the fame |
| Picture’s lookin' bigger than the frame (Big) |
| I’m drownin' and there’s no one else to blame |
| The shit I’m thinkin' is harder to explain (Yeah) |
| Thinkin' with my heart and not my brain (Go) |
| Workin' on myself and I been goin' so long |
| If they all switched on me, told 'em, no love lost |
| Drinkin' to my wins, I end up so fucked up |
| When I’m drinkin' to my sins, I end up so far gone |
| Tryin' to let her in but still my heart’s so cold |
| I just catch her in the shower and she’s singin' my song (Yeah) |
| Sex in the city and we on the sky floor (Yeah) |
| And when she moan she hittin' them high notes (Let's go) |
| All of a sudden, everybody needs a favor (Yeah) |
| Nowhere to be seen until they seen a little paper |
| I’m a trill nigga, always know a real from a faker |
| Make you or break you, this shit is a soul taker |
| It’s a thug world, you’re in at your own cost |
| I been in these streets, you know I’m my own boss (Yeah, yeah) |
| If they all switched on me, told 'em, no love lost |
| Drinkin' to my sins, I end up so far gone |
| Smoking while I’m singin' on the stage |
| Thousand people screamin' out my name |
| Shawty with me goin' both ways (Yeah) |
| See, I just want the money, fuck the fame |
| Picture’s lookin' bigger than the frame (Big) |
| I’m drownin' and there’s no one else to blame |
| The shit I’m thinkin' is harder to explain (Yeah) |
| Thinkin' with my heart and not my brain (Yeah) |
| Tryin' to get higher in this bitch, give me the lighter |
| P’s provide and never cease to fire |
| Mama raised kings, my grandaddy a fighter (Uh) |
| Big barrels spin and sing at you like a choir |
| Smokin' Maria, Hennessy on the rider |
| Even in your eye, I see you’re an outsider |
| If you a tiger, you don’t run with the spiders (Nah) |
| They try deprive us, knowledge, we share the choir (Go) |
| Hustle and maintain, I hustle and make gains (Yeah) |
| The music is straight flames, we comin' for main stage |
| The street’s the same game, they hustle for Plain Jane |
| I hustle for more ounces, bricks and cocaine (Let's go) |
| Don’t slip, the wrong lanes get clipped, there’s no shame (Let's go) |
| Your bitch gon' move on, your clique, they won’t change |
| Na-na-na-na, told 'em that it’s no love lost (Yeah) |
| Drinkin' to my wins, I end up so fucked up |
| Smoking while I’m singin' on the stage |
| Thousand people screamin' out my name |
| Shawty with me goin' both ways (Yeah) |
| See, I just want the money, fuck the fame |
| Picture’s lookin' bigger than the frame (Big) |
| I’m drownin' and there’s no one else to blame |
| The shit I’m thinkin' is harder to explain (Yeah) |
| Thinkin' with my heart and not my brain (Go) |
| Yeah |
| You know a muhfucka just be goin' through this shit, man |
| Thinkin' with my heart |
| Yeah |
| Careful what nonsense, you let lie on your conscience |
| I’m tryin' to be here for the long run |
| Let’s go |