Feel This High

Lyrics

[Chorus] In a room full of smoke, I still see things clear Never tripping over shit, I tripled up from last year Kept my cool when things went south, and just came right back up I kept it loyal with the plug, so now my stacks highed up In a room full of smoke, I still see things clear Never tripping over shit, I tripled up from last year Kept my cool when things went south, and just came right back up I kept it loyal with the plug, so now my stacks highed up [Verse 1] Remember the day [?] worked to be the best pit Balling is my hobby, feeling like Mannie Fresh Coming down smoked out, mane that's how I roll You's a Captain Save-A-Hoe, who spent all your dough Coming all at your pockets, we ain't playing the same game Y'all ain't even in my league, I spit dope, that flowcaine Chop it down, bag it up, maintain consistency Underground with this shit, I ain't needing the industry White tee, Reebok Classics, bumping Feel This High mane Gotta burn you a p, just to feel this high mane Trying to out smoke me, gon' need an extra lung Let the bitches rest in piss, like I'm Brotha Lynch Hung Everything I be doing, I do it all with some e's Riding with the windows cracked, just to feel a little breeze Thugged out, staying low, I thought I told 'em before Fuck [?] in blue, but boss hogg [?] [Chorus] In a room full of smoke, I still see things clear Never tripping over shit, I tripled up from last year Kept my cool when things went south, and just came right back up I kept it loyal with the plug, so now my stacks highed up In a room full of smoke, I still see things clear Never tripping over shit, I tripled up from last year Kept my cool when things went south, and just came right back up I kept it loyal with the plug, so now my stacks highed up [Verse 2] There ain't no problem I can't solve, I already know the outcome Serve 'em up through the speakers, wherever I bump Flipping my words like birds, bagging them nouns and verbs Put it all on the scale, I'm a hustling expert We staying low up in this game, I don't need the spotlight Long as I'm counting up some paper, the only thing that feel right Sometimes I leave the crib to ride, just to feel inspired Too many ones that could have been great, just get lost in the fire