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HIGH ON HIGH (feat. Dolla)
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Konnor C. Dorsey
Konnor C. Dorsey
Songwriter
David Courts
David Courts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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sace
Producer
Max Delgado
Max Delgado
Producer

Lyrics

I spent too many nights on High so high, Done gave too much to shit that don't apply, Done gave these hoes a key into my life, All this just to say a nigga tried Shawty got big dreams up in New York City Told her she gon miss things, that's when shit got sticky Stepped up on that jet plane, Bruce Wayne shit I knew thangs was never legit Cross paths hope never again (Fuck it) I'll go do it wit outcha I'm way independent then I was before I knew I was gon make it when I lost the person I was depending on This shit never get no different it's still wicked out here It be hard to make a difference when the odds are against you Cant pinpoint my feelings towards it I still sin every night till the morning I hope I still can come home I bet the sun gon rise In the middle of a rainstorm You know, It's not your decision To judge how I'm living They don't understand my thoughts I be thinking different Compare myself to one of y'all I'm too unique it's ignorant I spent too many nights on High so high, Done gave too much to shit that don't apply, Done gave these hoes a key into my life, All this just to say a nigga tried Shawty got big dreams up in New York City Told her she gon miss things, that's when shit got sticky Stepped up on that jet plane, Bruce Wayne shit I knew thangs was never legit Cross paths hope never again We could talk for hours about getting out the city Or I could talk for hours about doing shit legitly Told you I don't fit in with the frauds nor the fakes I had to do what's best for me, Though you draw me in sexually I couldn't get down with that old chick that you pretend to be Just be you, I only say this cause I was a victim too 3 A.M you spilling' your guts on the phone; that's what liquor do I'll be gone tomorrow morning off to war; that's what soldiers do So I let you talk, Swear to God I won't be long Oh-oh I can hear your pain through the phone Oh-oh Told me that you gonna die alone Oh-oh I spent too many nights on High so high, Done gave too much to shit that don't apply, Done gave these hoes a key into my life, All this just to say a nigga tried Shawty got big dreams up in New York City Told her she gon miss things, that's when shit got sticky Stepped up on that jet plane, Bruce Wayne shit I knew thangs was never legit Cross paths hope never again I knew thangs was never legit, Cross paths hope never again I knew thangs was never legit, Cross paths hope never again
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