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I been so high, I can almost touch the sky
I been so fckd up, one more drink and I might die

[Verse: 1]
(one, two, three)
Felt like I was down back
Smokin, sippin 40's out a brown bag
Had to bounce back, now we out back
Lightin' up an alfer anytime we took an L
Now anytime you see me, you can see I'm doin' well (ohwoah)
Bout it, no other way around it
These mouthafuckas doubt it, I just fold it up and count it
Get money, money, money, but I'm worried bout the love
And I'm gunnin', gunnin', gunnin', for anyone up above (oh yeah)

[Chorus]
I been so high, I can almost touch the sky (oh yeah)
I been so fckd up, one more drink and I might die

[Verse: 2}
That fake shit, I observe it
Nobody is perfect
But you know right from wrong and that's the truth, you don't deserve this
Lyrics from the Burban
Honestly, I'm faded
I know you got shit to say to me but you can save it (oh yeah)
Because I don't wanna be around it
Light another one
I see the bottle so I down it; pour it like a fountain
Don't even know why; maybe it's because of all the lies (all the lies)


Chours]
Just enjoy yourself
I can be your help
Just don't give up too quick
And I'll, I'll..
I can give you love
I can show you [?]

[Verse: 3]
All the time ain't nothing really the same within I make it here while sippin' on this bottle of the Jameson
Intoxicated; not proud to say it
Nobody else will speak up so I feel obligated (yeah)
Ridin' round but even know what's next for me (yeah)
Honestly, I really want the best for me
It's a long road but you gotta keep on pedalin', and you're doin' good if you got a couple of enemies

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