Correction Lyrics #TOOHIGHSESH [TOO HIGH REMIX] by Hermitude

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Some times I get a little too high
Too high, if I'm the one to blame
One to blame, one to blame
I know that it takes time, I don’t mind
It only happened one time

Two times, I get a little too high
Too high if I'm the one to blame
One to blame
I don't mind, it only happened one time
If you wanna blame, wanna blame
Man, I don’t mind

Aye yuh heyooo
Two times
I been caught, I'm alone but it takes times
And I'm praying man please let the bells chime
Throwback to the days I was makin' dimes, (MOURNTEO)

This a crime, but now I be hangin' with all the dimes
They been wantin' my money I'm seein' signssss
So I’ve been drawin’ up fine lines huh yuh
Box'em up, my feelings I put’em in confines
Middle finger to you read between the lines
And I'm sick of this world its my bedtime yuh yuh

Close my eyes….I think this the timin' of my demise
Always thought that the world went in clockwise
But momma said life is a box of surprisesssssss

Im livin' my legacy through my own iris
We live on a planet so focused on crises
I’m destined for greatness slow down like the virus
Tweet, text, and call in person we silent

Ring, ring, ring, please pick up the phone
Make sure to leave a message at the tone
I'm broken, I'm cold take my heart on a loan
But maybe sometime we can meet and just smoke up a…

Some times I get a little too high
Too high, if I'm the one to blame
One to blame, one to blame
I know that it takes time, I don't mind
It only happened one time

Some times I get a little too high
Some times I get a little too high
Some times I get a little too high
Get a little high, man, I don't mind

Yayoooooo
Fire me up and I'll never come down
I open my mouth but I never make sounds
Face to face and then pound for pound
We hope that on god I won't see you around

Seven digits like a touchdown
AP Rollie an its bussed out
Oh now you wanna come and hangout
Well come say hello to the barrel of my gun now, (doot doot doot!)

Roll up my weed then I'm smokin' the bowl, (stop the beat when I say “bowl”)
Private jet flights and I take it to Seoul, (stop the beat when I say “Seoul”)
Remember the labels will buy out your soul
Reject and refute, take your count out the toll

I am too high dunno right from the wrong
Spray my cologne but the smell is too strong
Louis my neck and gucci on my toes
Its hard to be nice when you act like my foes

Stop thinking my kindness is weak-ness
I sold you so easy its seam-less
Confusin' you all of my sweet-ness
Get off of your pedestal, you are not Jesus

I am the greatest, haven't you seen?
That this is the type of the life made for me
Two years in the making, in three I will peak
Its possible now that you know I'm a freak

My Audi still driving it ain't seen a wreck
I put out my songs then collecting the cheques
My love for these things got'em growing effects
I chase and I dash but I never regret…

Life is so beautiful, life is so precious
How do you still have the time to get jealous?
Stay in your lane, take this as a lesson
Find you someone with a smile thats infectious….(yuh)

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