I get bigger every day so now more people wanna hate me
I figured out my place I'm peaceful till they try to play me
You speaking to my face but I heard you at the party
You was spitting on my name to all your friends around the bar
And I ain't tripping I'm just saying I'm sick of listening to you
Tryna rain on my parade I ain't stupid I see right through you
Lil ho get out my face I slept in late cuz I was celebrating
Now I got a headache and I'm in here tryna medicate I'm
Sprinkling some scraps in a half a cigarillo
Got a couple stacks hidden underneath the pillow
Watching as the marijuana smoke fills up the room
Ain't nothing like wake and bakin' Sunday afternoon
Got the windows cracked open cuz the weather been cool
Born sinner on the record television on mute
It's all bad news so I'm watching cartoons
Bugs bunny chasing Marvin the Martian around the moon
I, woke up to 26 messages
Collect calls from department of corrections
My manager wanna know when my next session is
Plus my ex girl wanna know who I been messing with
Typical, people used to blow me off
Now I'm blowing up they just wanna show me off
But I been working hard and I ain't in the mood to talk
Imma roll another blunt and take the afternoon off
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
I got some things on my mind
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
When I'm high, I survive
And it is my reason why
I take time, to decide
Who to believe and why
I take time, to myself
I don't need nobody else
All my life, I been down
So now please don't come around
When I'm high
I been on a hot streak
Call that shit a heat flash
They could never top me
Plus they'd rather be mad
No no Tyson isn't boxing
Tyson got them sweet raps
Word to cigarillos
And my homie Tony Heat Pad
We was on the East Coast
Now we on the West Side
Looking like some cheat codes
How we got the best ride
Test me but don't test mine
West Coast choppers cuz we never toe the tech nine
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
I got some things on my mind
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
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I get bigger every day so now more people wanna hate me
I figured out my place I'm peaceful till they try to play me
You speaking to my face but I heard you at the party
You was spitting on my name to all your friends around the bar
And I ain't tripping I'm just saying I'm sick of listening to you
Tryna rain on my parade I ain't stupid I see right through you
Lil ho get out my face I slept in late cuz I was celebrating
Now I got a headache and I'm in here tryna medicate I'm
Sprinkling some scraps in a half a cigarillo
Got a couple stacks hidden underneath the pillow
Watching as the marijuana smoke fills up the room
Ain't nothing like wake and bakin' Sunday afternoon
Got the windows cracked open cuz the weather been cool
Born sinner on the record television on mute
It's all bad news so I'm watching cartoons
Bugs bunny chasing Marvin the Martian around the moon
I, woke up to 26 messages
Collect calls from department of corrections
My manager wanna know when my next session is
Plus my ex girl wanna know who I been messing with
Typical, people used to blow me off
Now I'm blowing up they just wanna show me off
But I been working hard and I ain't in the mood to talk
Imma roll another blunt and take the afternoon off
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
I got some things on my mind
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
When I'm high, I survive
And it is my reason why
I take time, to decide
Who to believe and why
I take time, to myself
I don't need nobody else
All my life, I been down
So now please don't come around
When I'm high
I been on a hot streak
Call that shit a heat flash
They could never top me
Plus they'd rather be mad
No no Tyson isn't boxing
Tyson got them sweet raps
Word to cigarillos
And my homie Tony Heat Pad
We was on the East Coast
Now we on the West Side
Looking like some cheat codes
How we got the best ride
Test me but don't test mine
West Coast choppers cuz we never toe the tech nine
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
I got some things on my mind
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
I figured out my place I'm peaceful till they try to play me
You speaking to my face but I heard you at the party
You was spitting on my name to all your friends around the bar
And I ain't tripping I'm just saying I'm sick of listening to you
Tryna rain on my parade I ain't stupid I see right through you
Lil ho get out my face I slept in late cuz I was celebrating
Now I got a headache and I'm in here tryna medicate I'm
Sprinkling some scraps in a half a cigarillo
Got a couple stacks hidden underneath the pillow
Watching as the marijuana smoke fills up the room
Ain't nothing like wake and bakin' Sunday afternoon
Got the windows cracked open cuz the weather been cool
Born sinner on the record television on mute
It's all bad news so I'm watching cartoons
Bugs bunny chasing Marvin the Martian around the moon
I, woke up to 26 messages
Collect calls from department of corrections
My manager wanna know when my next session is
Plus my ex girl wanna know who I been messing with
Typical, people used to blow me off
Now I'm blowing up they just wanna show me off
But I been working hard and I ain't in the mood to talk
Imma roll another blunt and take the afternoon off
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
I got some things on my mind
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
When I'm high, I survive
And it is my reason why
I take time, to decide
Who to believe and why
I take time, to myself
I don't need nobody else
All my life, I been down
So now please don't come around
When I'm high
I been on a hot streak
Call that shit a heat flash
They could never top me
Plus they'd rather be mad
No no Tyson isn't boxing
Tyson got them sweet raps
Word to cigarillos
And my homie Tony Heat Pad
We was on the East Coast
Now we on the West Side
Looking like some cheat codes
How we got the best ride
Test me but don't test mine
West Coast choppers cuz we never toe the tech nine
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
I got some things on my mind
Don't f*ck with me when I'm high
Writer: Antonio Householder Rivera, Tyson Morris
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