TheTrill - Most High lyrics

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TheTrill - Most High lyrics

[Jay eFF] Yeah I'm all bout commas And f**ing a couple daughters Blowing steam off like sonas And she be stripping like she ain't got a father Play my sh** for a ho Good kid broke city that's my story We finna do them platinum digits k**ed alotta beats like my name 40 Snap back on a k**er Pop a cap in ya back better back track f** n***a Man a rap track like a sinner k** that sh** with them nwa scriptures Coming for the maf**ing top Repping my city joburg non stop,on the block Motherf**ers hating,talking bout how they motherf**ing been handling that Glock Ain't no love ,to any fake b**h frontin And I always stay stunting,god dam these n***as still ain't nothin If she fall in love I tell that b**h get up I ain't bout set ups,but we can work out a quick f** Hook: [The Boy] Most high we the highness With the flyness And timeless timepieces Verses Jesus pieces Righteous caprices I'm the motherf**in reason For the rain/reign of k**ing in this game I'm Never sentimental Flow never accidental Flossin and I ain't talkin bout no dental Isolated from society Cause these bars got me locked up I see the unseen The Glock co*ked for some rocs love Talk to god on a daily basis But I feel my chains cha**is Dislocated from the right places Sick with it sh** I ain't got no gimmicks Verse an Army of lyrics Transcended all these insecurities Evaporated Vibrations and manipulations This is food for thought But you n***as washing dishes With yo b**hes