Chasing Ur High

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Chasing Ur High

Summrs · What We Didn't Have · 2023 · 2:46

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(Desire) Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Oh, woah Yeah-ah You make me feel right, baby, stay for the night Understand that you got a flight, understand that you'll be mine Love feeling like a drug 'cause it get me through the night Always chasing the high, could see that shit up in my eye Making this shit be so hard Sit your ass down and let's talk Tell me in my phone, what you saw Me throwing money at these broads Seen a bitch up in my car Now you abusing alcohol You feel that shit up in your heart That's what I felt when you did it to me It's weighin' on your heart heavy and I know that you feel you can't breathe All these bitches wanna sex me and I know you a freak for me Just know that I'll be the nigga that you wanted me to be When I get down on one knee and say you to marry me Just know that I'll be the one that you wanted me to be When I get down on one knee, ask you to marry me Know, man, I'll be the one you wanted me to be When I get down on one knee and ask you to marry me You make me feel right, baby, stay for the night Understand that you got a flight, understand that you'll be mine Love feeling like a drug 'cause it get me through the night Always chasing the high, could see that shit up in my eye Hmm, hmm, yeah, and I'm on my last high Dope sick in this bitch, stomach feeling sick, I'm tryna get right (Yeah) He ain't got no money, he a lame nigga, get him out of my sight VVS diamonds in my mouth, they go head' bright You ain't gotta stress, baby girl, I swear to God we gon' get right Yeah, hidden in the hills, burstin' out in chills, I ain't got my pills Yeah, run through all this money and I swear to God I never signed a deal Yeah, niggas acting funny, hit 'em with that drummy all in his tummy (Woah) Yeah, really having money, really fuck around and send a crash dummy Yeah, yeah, got in my bag (Bag) Yeah, all these niggas mad (All these niggas mad) Get off my sack (Get off my sack) Yeah, and nigga, you better go run up a sack, yeah (You better go run up a sack) Yeah, huh, better be totin' you a mag' (Totin' you a–) When I catch you, lil' nigga (Oh) Ooh, oh Yeah, ooh, oh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Nigga

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