Aasim - So High lyrics
[Aasim - So High lyrics]
Uh, yeah, woo
My mind searches for a purpose
Niggas pussy for they hearts is nervous
Me, my money train is outta service
Profound my word's the soul of Marvin, Ted
And Curtis with mega problem situations give
My veins the urges
I gotta pledge my burdens
On the edge of death I'm surfin'
Nothin's for certain except the day
Heaven close the curtains
Temp' I'm cursed with, the riches, shit
I feel deservin'
Before 'cainе, I was a servant
Then a merchant
My pridе of love, never purchased
My sinnin' similar to burnin'
Down southern churches
Liquor's my only drug of preference
I forgot to mention sex
Disrespectful when I fuck
I'm still in bitches virtues
Far from a rapist
My state of bein' borderlines are atheist
A hypocrite believe in God but
Somethin' keeps me ignorant
I'm buggin' out and gutter
Sleepin', bloody Timbs, what am I leakin'?
No sirens
Blue suit's and gun pointed at my features
Then I awake in frigid sweat
Stomach sick to death
I'm all alone in a empty room
Singin' to relieve the stress
Fingernails dirty from the grimy path
I crawl to a pile of bodies
Was it from my fish's wrath?
Look like a horrific crash, stomach's gutted
Head's bashed
Straitjacket status, needle in my arm
I'm hurtin' bad hallucinations of a hearse
With my mother's body layin'
This is life gettin' to me
That's why I have no patience
See I done ran the races
Seen the lost of many faces
Emotionally I done traveled to so many places
And still I'm here
That's a testament of strength and power
And I be a juggernaut, even in my final hours
This that burn one shit got the burn one
No stale Dutchies
You get kicked the fuck out
Anyway, my man, Aasim, The Dream, The Answer
Bad Boy comin' soon
Grind Music, Sean C, LV put in
A lot of work, man, i see y'all
It's family bam
My mind searches for a purpose
Niggas pussy for they hearts is nervous
Me, my money train is outta service
Profound my word's the soul of Marvin, Ted
And Curtis with mega problem situations give
My veins the urges
I gotta pledge my burdens
On the edge of death I'm surfin'
Nothin's for certain except the day
Heaven close the curtains
Temp' I'm cursed with, the riches, shit
I feel deservin'
Before 'cainе, I was a servant
Then a merchant
My pridе of love, never purchased
My sinnin' similar to burnin'
Down southern churches
Liquor's my only drug of preference
I forgot to mention sex
Disrespectful when I fuck
I'm still in bitches virtues
Far from a rapist
My state of bein' borderlines are atheist
A hypocrite believe in God but
Somethin' keeps me ignorant
I'm buggin' out and gutter
Sleepin', bloody Timbs, what am I leakin'?
No sirens
Blue suit's and gun pointed at my features
Then I awake in frigid sweat
Stomach sick to death
I'm all alone in a empty room
Singin' to relieve the stress
Fingernails dirty from the grimy path
I crawl to a pile of bodies
Was it from my fish's wrath?
Look like a horrific crash, stomach's gutted
Head's bashed
Straitjacket status, needle in my arm
I'm hurtin' bad hallucinations of a hearse
With my mother's body layin'
This is life gettin' to me
That's why I have no patience
See I done ran the races
Seen the lost of many faces
Emotionally I done traveled to so many places
And still I'm here
That's a testament of strength and power
And I be a juggernaut, even in my final hours
This that burn one shit got the burn one
No stale Dutchies
You get kicked the fuck out
Anyway, my man, Aasim, The Dream, The Answer
Bad Boy comin' soon
Grind Music, Sean C, LV put in
A lot of work, man, i see y'all
It's family bam