Young Troubled Minds So High
[Verse 1: Pro]
You know I go where the wind blows
I can see the starts when I look out my window
Who's that knocking at my door, oh that's my kinfolk
They keep on telling me I need to try this indo, come smoke this indo
Chilling like pictures that hang on the wall, bitches that call I don't give a f..ck
I probably be chilling on Jupiter, Mars, I'm up in the stars I'm sniffing the dust
Sipping on something a couple of cups, you f..ck with that lean better double em up
Ain't worried about all you niggas who hating, but you worried if your girl chilling with us
I feel so high I could fall, high I could fall
Bitches be losing they drawers
Niggas be talking that shit
Behind my back and I be cutting them off (chill)
My nigga you got a just (chill)
Pass me a lighter and (chill)
I got an idea that can make us a (mill)
I'm rubbing my face just to make sure it's (real)
[Verse 2: Ayu]
Rolling one up with my bros
Riding around while we smoke
Hot box, then fox trot to the next spot that's jumping
Pull up into the function like, got a get up on something
Swanging through yo avenue
Me and my whole damn crew and you know that we
So high, so fried
Chilling on cloud nine, chilling with the gods nigga, Allah
Praise to the most high who made a nigga so fly
And I won't lie, got a little ego
But it mellow out nice with the weed smoke
Everything else nigga she know
That's why I keep her close to me
I'm talking bout mary jane, mary jane (x12)
