Ameer Vann, Joba - High Tolerance lyrics

It's another night i wish I wasn't cold
I just bought a bag and smoked it on my own
I just bought an eighth
Chewed it now, I'm tripping, feeling like
I need something stronger tonight
I be feeling lonely at night

And no matter how much
I be smoking, drinking, sipping
I ain't ever high, I'm coming down
And I don't care how long it
Take you to get here
Nigga, I need something now
My feet can't ever touch the ground
I need it every morning
Need a little 'fore I'm sleeping
Everybody want it I just go and get it
Nigga, why you mad at me?

It's another night i keep a Sweet rolled
I light it on fire and turn it into smoke
I still ain't fucking high
I need a little more story of my life
Tryna save my soul

Everybody talking somebody ought to listen
I've been feeling different
Every time I wake up, niggas in the kitchen
But they ain't eating nothing
They ain't cooking chicken
Boiling water getting harder, using dishes
Trapped up in the kitchen

Ba dop-bop, do-wop-bop
Ba dop-bop, do-wop-bop
Ba dop-bop, do-wop-bop
Ba dop-bop, do-wop-bop
Ba dop-bop, do-wop-bop
Ba dop-bop, do-wop-bop
Ba dop-bop, do-wop-bop

What you doing with your day?
What you doing with your night?
What you doing with your mind?
What you doing with your time?
Get up off your ass get up off your ass
What you doing with your day?
What you doing with your night?
What you doing with your time?
What you doing to your mind?
Get up off your ass, ha get off your ass