MileHighLights

sip on the drank, hit ripon thedank flip script so it aint just the same from the hood out the game all good then it aint watch me bang on these beats serve and slang poetry oh its me so indeed goin deep hail mary no sleep no caring no sparing the life of a fake so keep throwin , ya weak motives u wont live you lil ho bit ho shit wont win you might as well gon quit now gon sit down dont forget how my time always is now fuck a fifth round run a bitch down fuck with this crown thuggalo clown much love to my home town co, 30,3 up and down federal cant even be low key we kno we got love from those cold streets to the hustlas down on colfax sellin throwbacks where the hoes at much love to the bloods on the West Side lets get high westmeth minster bumpin tech 9 beast on the east side rip where preist died up in the nutty what we up in the cutty then its up to the hill to win some money b town to down south alameda smoked out loccd out colorados one giant dope house if u aint buyin nothin i suggest you go round fuck up outta here takin shots and im callin mine like its columbine nothin but harleys all the time all in line low riders gangs dollar signs what you callin crime is a way of life you pay the price think twice under mile high lights in the city where they love to hate me now cuz im raider down blacked out head to toe raiderd out all we blow is loud