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High Video (MV)




Performed By: Uncle Spike
Language: English
Length: 3:44




Uncle Spike - High Lyrics
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Check it, I was born in '97 so I'm young as hell
They're confused 'cause a laitjie can rap so well
And I don't want no mediocre, I just wanna excel
Always happy with the right wind and a medium swell

Always happy, never sad when I'm high as shit
They wonder if it hurts my learning, I say not a bit
I don't hurt a f*cking soul, I just smile and sit
But propaganda got them thinking that I'm not legit

'Cause I'm the negro amigo, that's cool with the people
This girl is the baddest, I'd tell her but she knows
Rocking them Nikes with high socks and chinos
Flat cap 'cause I don't like sun like albinos

My flow is the nicest, my flow is the bestest
Love crashing parties, f*ck you and your guest list
Bank balance low 'cause I haven't invested
The green that we smoke, yeah, that's always the freshest

Minutes flowing by, getting kinda high
Doing random shit like reading Drake, that kinda guy
Crawling on the floor, I just wanna fly
If you see all of my friends, can you tell them I say hi?

Switch it up, lift it up, turn it up, say what's up
Twist it up, fill a dud, don't spill the cup, don't f*ck it up
Don't f*ck with us, we're golden, not dry like the ocean
You niggas need lotion, your bitch loves our motion

So drunk I cannot steer, never-minding switch gears
You don't like this cheap beer, then why are you still here?
I gave a f*ck, that's past tense, can't see you through this dark lens?
You hating and judging, so give all your two cents

Minutes flowing by, getting kinda high
Doing random shit like reading Drake, that kinda guy
Crawling on the floor, I just wanna fly
If you see all of my friends, can you tell them I say hi?

Minutes flowing by, getting f*ckin' high
Doing random shit like reading Drake, that kinda guy
Crawling on the floor, I just wanna fly
If you see all of my friends, can you tell them I stay high?
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Check it, I was born in '97 so I'm young as hell
They're confused 'cause a laitjie can rap so well
And I don't want no mediocre, I just wanna excel
Always happy with the right wind and a medium swell

Always happy, never sad when I'm high as shit
They wonder if it hurts my learning, I say not a bit
I don't hurt a f*cking soul, I just smile and sit
But propaganda got them thinking that I'm not legit

'Cause I'm the negro amigo, that's cool with the people
This girl is the baddest, I'd tell her but she knows
Rocking them Nikes with high socks and chinos
Flat cap 'cause I don't like sun like albinos

My flow is the nicest, my flow is the bestest
Love crashing parties, f*ck you and your guest list
Bank balance low 'cause I haven't invested
The green that we smoke, yeah, that's always the freshest

Minutes flowing by, getting kinda high
Doing random shit like reading Drake, that kinda guy
Crawling on the floor, I just wanna fly
If you see all of my friends, can you tell them I say hi?

Switch it up, lift it up, turn it up, say what's up
Twist it up, fill a dud, don't spill the cup, don't f*ck it up
Don't f*ck with us, we're golden, not dry like the ocean
You niggas need lotion, your bitch loves our motion

So drunk I cannot steer, never-minding switch gears
You don't like this cheap beer, then why are you still here?
I gave a f*ck, that's past tense, can't see you through this dark lens?
You hating and judging, so give all your two cents

Minutes flowing by, getting kinda high
Doing random shit like reading Drake, that kinda guy
Crawling on the floor, I just wanna fly
If you see all of my friends, can you tell them I say hi?

Minutes flowing by, getting f*ckin' high
Doing random shit like reading Drake, that kinda guy
Crawling on the floor, I just wanna fly
If you see all of my friends, can you tell them I stay high?
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