High Off Life, Pt. 2/Red Eyes
Lyrics
I-I got red eyes from my pain not this splif
It's been a long time chilling with silence I need me a lift
I'm high off life with no sweet byes the bittys is flocking
As I lay down these lullabies the time don't halt
I'm left with sorrow and dope
The dope is a nope so how do I cope?
I-I got red eyes from my pain
Not this splif
It's been a long time chilling with silence I need me a lift
Put a blunt in rotation
I'm high off life with no sweet byes the bittys is flocking
As I lay down these lullabies the time don't halt
I'm left with sorrow and dope
The dope is a nope so how do I cope?
Uh if I ring around the Rosie of death would I win the game
I'm boutta hot box my intrusive decisions 'cause they've been winning
I'm boutta hot box my inner demons please be seated
W-Watch how I come in with a right hook end it with left
How did you cope when your woedy died I didn't I just leaned how to live
All these greens and whites which one should I start with?
Which one should I add to the start kit?
Which one should I boost up my life with?
Which one should I stash in my back poc'
Which one should I sell for a big rock?
All these options options come around spinning full thirty
Spinning full throttle
Three, six, zero
No scope
Going full circle like loop
Oop
Oops
Oops
Yeah
I-I got red eyes from my pain
Not this splif
It's been a long time chilling with silence I need me a lift
Put a blunt in rotation
I'm high off life with no sweet byes the bittys is flocking
As I lay down these lullabies the time don't halt
I'm left with sorrow and dope
The dope is a nope so how do I cope?
I-I got red eyes from my pain not this splif
It's been a long time chilling with silence I need me a lift
I'm high off life with no sweet byes the bittys is flocking
As I lay down these lullabies the time don't halt
I'm left with sorrow and dope
The dope is a nope so how do I cope?
I-I got red eyes from my pain
Not this splif
It's been a long time chilling with silence I need me a lift
Put a blunt in rotation
I'm high off life with no sweet byes the bittys is flocking
As I lay down these lullabies the time don't halt
I'm left with sorrow and dope
The dope is a nope so how do I cope?
Uh if I ring around the Rosie of death would I win the game
I'm boutta hot box my intrusive decisions 'cause they've been winning
I'm boutta hot box my inner demons please be seated
W-Watch how I come in with a right hook end it with left
How did you cope when your woedy died I didn't I just leaned how to live
All these greens and whites which one should I start with?
Which one should I add to the start kit?
Which one should I boost up my life with?
Which one should I stash in my back poc'
Which one should I sell for a big rock?
All these options options come around spinning full thirty
Spinning full throttle
Three, six, zero
No scope
Going full circle like loop
Oop
Oops
Oops
Yeah
I-I got red eyes from my pain
Not this splif
It's been a long time chilling with silence I need me a lift
Put a blunt in rotation
I'm high off life with no sweet byes the bittys is flocking
As I lay down these lullabies the time don't halt
I'm left with sorrow and dope
The dope is a nope so how do I cope?
Writer(s): Dante Reid-Morgan
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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