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Highdollaz

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Highdollaz

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Verse 1:

I'm high till I die,

Drunk till I'm gone

Everybody wanna talk but leave me alone

Homies sayz about the feds, little brothers dead

And all I see is murder and trouble always ahead

So I'm trapped in pain, cause momma won't stop cryin'

Got nothin' to gain in the game forever tryin'

Will I lose so I choose to be a killa

So when you mention Syke they say, fuck that nigga

But I don't give a fuck I'm drivin' buckets,

stackin' duckets, tryna get my mail,

Constantly warned about death in jail

So I'm high why even try, glocks to the sky

It's either me or the enemy somebody gonna die

But nobody cares the world is so ungrateful,

It ain't fair my woman dropped me after being faithful

I can't take it I smoke a pack a day

It's like I'm goin' cracked away,

What you say...

Chorus:

Time's revolvin' can you see the change?

Never solvin' things will always stay the same,

Time's revolvin' can you feel the pain?

Never solvin' things will always stay the same

Verse 2:

Dear mister president I represent the ghetto

Tell ya wife hello, I'll be brief wid this kinda grief

Niggas is locked up set blocked up penetentiary lies

Mo' niggas in jail than baptised,

For centuries my loyalty family pockets stay lackin'

Homie's stretch is overcrowded and you still taxin'

Homies dyin' now who got the clout, not me,

You get more time for 5 grammes and a half a ki

Blacks poppin' rocks, whites on the powder grind

You wanna test mine, rather die than let you see me cry

So I'm lost what's the cost for a crime boss

It depends on the color of the sauce

Democrats Republicans stumblin' to the concrete-acapo

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