Feel This High

[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