Penpals or Postmates lyrics

Heard you, n*gga. I'm next to my money like Virgil, n*gga. For what it's worth, like a virgin, n*gga. Except a n*gga burn a Virginia with a spliff. n*ggas like, "Turn up!" I'm like, "Certain events have eaten your speaking." If you delete this, you begin with me. So, in the beginning, there is a high. I'm not blind, but I haven't been wise. Mistakes, wives, geat guys. H lies. Eights become fives. I become what's needed. They stay seated. I stay a secret and I stay high

I'm so high, no lie
I roll, you know why

So I rock purple, n*gga. Lately in the way of the hurtful n*gga. They tried to herb a n*gga, but my purple is Herbal Essences. Forget your questions, even if they next to a kid. A blessing is not as as effortless if you forget. Next of the stressing, question asking. My question isn't a question, dare I say, it's me measuring a blessing. Get blessed when you're next to it. The blessing of which has everybody. That's why I'm next to spit

I'm so high, no lie
I roll, you know why

These n*ggas is nervous. I'm spitting superb, I deserve a bigger applause than that. But that cat's at the bottom where the paws is at. And if you know anything about the game, you just lost in a scrap. I kind of owe an autogarph asking session. Pause that. And depending on where I was when I looked back at all that. I may have to say why I need a callback. Acting ravenous with savage sentences, I have to spit

I'm so high, no lie
I roll, you know why