High as can be

[Intro]
(Gavin, turn this bitch up)
672, long live $cams

[Verse 1]
They rather see you struggle, they won't teach you how to bubble
When you down you see who for you, grab you cleats, turn on your hustle
Unky selling P's and pints, it's best you get it as a bundle
I go to extreme heights if I ever said "I love you"
The tables turnt, I know they won't do the same for me
Then changed the temp up in your town, think I'm starting to feel the heat
Hoe fake as can be but wanna shame on me because I geek
Finna add more lines, I ain't talking drank AT&T
Spilt codeine on my jeans, what's in my pocket? Blue cheese
Ain't had a run in years, money can't be in his needs
Me on the other hand, I don't AP I can't leave
And if it ain't 'bout profit I don't feel a need to speak

[Chorus]
I'm high as can be, pockets full of RIPs
I'm high as can be, pockets full of RIPs
I'm high as can be, pockets full of RIPs
I got so many mouths to feed, make sure we all eat

[Verse 2]
Thinking 'bout my dawgs lately, ain't been getting sleep
I'm missing $cam, think I been sipping drop all week
She do it for the clout, I do it for the cincos
Hit a state, I'm in and out, by the morning I'll be home
Ain't no new faces, circle smaller then a peephole
You know me, I'm only interested if the seal on
She on me but I keep fighting my nod, cup hell of strong
Really don't be tryna talk, only if it's bread involved

[Chorus]
I'm high as can be, pockets full of RIPs
I'm high as can be, pockets full of RIPs
I'm high as can be, pockets full of RIPs
Know I'm tryna fight the odds but got the house on me

[Outro]
672
Long live $cams, Dog $hit Militia
Free the slimes, free the guys