Casey Veggies - Euphoria II lyrics

Grounded for like three, four years now
Seem like it's about to pay off
Niggas telling me I'm the one but
I ain't even made it yet
I got one chance, can't mess this up
Shit feel like a natural high (Uncle Dave)

Clap, clap, clap your hands
Listen 'til you understand
Under pressure, change of plans
I'm on, I'm on, we do the damn thing, baby
Put your hands up high
Life's crazy, that natural high
My euphoria flyin' all in the sky
Grind hard, live fast, get by

Uh, I don't worry 'bout these hoes
I could have been rushin' but I
Don't hurry round these hoes
Stephen Curry with the flow
Told me every time I pull up
Flexin' on niggas like push ups
Tell them they should look up
Or maybe even get down
I got the game shook up
Ask about me in my town
I told her I don't look back
I'm all about that head first
Thinkon' about my last chick
Used to dive in head first
I'm rolling down Slauson cop
The Crenshaw sweatshirt
I switched up the subject now I'm
All about my bread first
Them sucking niggas mad
Man I think I make they head hurt
But they can keep it up cause all
It do is make me better
The weather kinda hot in my
City I been told you
Them gang bangin' niggas don't play
Around they been soldiers
Me and my niggas just stay
Fresh like the Folgers opening lanes
Walking right through like we moses posers

Clap, clap, clap your hands
Listen 'til you understand
Under pressure, change of plans
I'm on, I'm on, we do the damn thing, baby
Put your hands up high
Life's crazy, that natural high
My euphoria flyin' all in the sky
Grind hard, live fast, get by

So I got my flows up got my shit in motion
It sound like some magic though
Guess I got the potion used to be ashy
But since I got some lotion i been on my job
Ain't got a promotion i just get it done
Ain't into bragging or the boasting
This that natural high
That shit that how you posting
So you know I had to take pics on it
And we about that money
Went and got rich on it
I just want to let you know
I'm on my shit homie like god damn on it
Your girl know my name
Hater you should get on it
So you can look at her page
And see my shit on it
I'm on my rap shit, working hard, living fast
And me teacher gave me F's so
I'm switching out the class
These chickens 'bout the cash
Man you lames getting gas
So I'm down the highway and
I'm trying not to crash
(What it is, it's young Veggies)

Clap, clap, clap your hands
Listen 'til you understand
Under pressure, change of plans
I'm on, I'm on, we do the damn thing, baby
Put your hands up high
Life's crazy, that natural high
My euphoria flyin' all in the sky
Grind hard, live fast, get by

Yeah peas & Carrots
We international
Young Veggies, Sleeping in Class, yeah
They were sleeping on me
Time to wake them niggas up though
What up, Inglewood? LA? yeah gone