High Beams [JPEGMAFIA Remix]

Ooh-wee, yes, Lord
High beams, we goin'
Yes, we stay low
I feel way gone
Ooh-wee, yes, Lord
I've been slept on
LA, can't go
High beams, we goin'

Amen, yes, Lord
Hands to the sky for a fresh start
When the pressure get applied, better find God
When the pressure get applied, better uh
Man, we coulda snuck a Glock in the smack car (yeah)
These niggas bitches when it go up, they just act hard
But it's the alt rap Beavis with no bars
And we gon' call a spade a spade, we pullin' your card
This ain't no problem, not no worry, not no threat at all
Keep biggin' up fallacies, but people weren't for real at all
That's why the fake get praised and the real fall
Sixth man, no press and I still ball
These niggas be taller, broke
Worried 'bout niggas that's smaller, it won't get you farther
Fuck your MO, money and problems
Sellin' my soul, I guess I just solved them, dirty

Ooh-wee, yes, Lord
High beams, we goin'
Yes, we stay low
I feel way gone
Ooh-wee, yes, Lord
I've been slept on
LA, can't go
High beams, we goin'

High beams (we goin')
High beams (we goin')
High beams

Feel like I'm, yeah, I'm runnin', yeah, I'm runnin' free
With the wind and the kid smilin' to the sun
Oh Lord, love me all those memories
What a bliss, inner peace
In a state of mind, innocence
They give me that jelly beans (high beams)
I get my medicine from a telly screen
I don't know the chips on the deck
And the foot on the neck, that's collateral damage, when I snap

Flesh, yeah
Eatin' the flesh, yeah
Why you so precious?
Why you look pressure?
Hidin', vibin', smoke
Hidin', oh, fightin', oh
On the 'Gram, on the 'Gram
Five and shoot, fightin' you
This ain't no games, see a siren and shoot
Labels are gettin' the feeling and

Ooh-wee, yes, Lord
High beams, we goin'
Yes, we stay low
I feel way gone
Ooh-wee, yes, Lord
I've been slept on
LA, can't go
High beams, we goin'

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