High Tolerance - Ameer Vann

It’s another night

I wish I wasn’t cold

I just bought a bag

And smoked it on my own

I just bought an eighth

Chewed it, now, I’m tripping, feeling like

I need something stronger tonight

I be feeling lonely at night

And no matter how much I be smoking, drinking, sipping

I ain’t ever high, I’m coming down

And I don’t care how long it take you to get here

Nigga, I need something now

My feet can’t ever touch the ground

I need it every morning, need a little 'fore I’m sleeping

Everybody want it, I just go and get it

Nigga, why you mad at me?

It’s another night

I keep a Sweet rolled

I light it on fire

And turn it into smoke

I still ain’t fucking high

I need a little more

Story of my life

Trying to save my soul

Everybody talking

Somebody ought to listen

I’ve been feeling different

Every time I wake up, niggas in the kitchen

But they ain’t eating nothing

They ain’t cooking chicken

Boiling water getting harder, using dishes

Trapped up in the kitchen

Ba, da, ba, do, wa, ba

Ba, da, ba, do, wa, ba

Ba, da, ba, do, wa, ba

Ba, da, ba, do, wa, ba

Ba, da, ba, do, wa, ba

Ba, da, ba, do, wa, ba

Ba, da, ba, do, wa, ba

Ba, da, ba, do, wa, ba

Whatcha doing with your day?

Whatcha doing with your night?

Whatcha doing with your mind?

Whatcha doing with your time?

Get up off your … ass

Get up off your ass

Whatcha doing with your day?

Whatcha doing with your night?

Whatcha doing with your time?

Whatcha doing to your mind?

Get up off your ass

Get off your ass