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Jaron - High in Colorado Lyrics



Jaron - High in Colorado Lyrics
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You had my heart in your hand but you just had to crush it
So we wouldn't rush it
I'm running for money now
Ain't no discussion
I'm stacking it up and
I'm living like f*ck it
It's nothing
I'm coming for all of you niggas
Cause niggas as tough as some crabs in a bucket
I'm doing too much in my head
Hold up I need to meditate
Light it and puff it before I can function
Barely show up to a function
Mama be worried that I'm gonna turn to a junkie
I just had lunch with my auntie
She said love it the way I look out for my cousins
My brother gone get it as long as we livin
And then pass it down to the puppies
F*ck with the squad and it's ugly
Dogging these bitches she may get a hug if she lucky
Or f*ckin
Shoutout to niggas who stannin me
Shoutout to Alex that nigga my family
Shoutout to all of these bitches who rambling on social media bout f*ck a man and shit
Walk on the moon like I'm Micheal but on the sky like I'm Anakin
I'm always caught in shenanigans
Never dressed off the manikin
I just be stackin it up just to set an example and
Niggas ain't letting me fly
Sniffing the white like she ready to die
I could be getting the money or spending the money it's tough I can barley decide
I barely decline
Bitch I'm a wolf and my palms are to hairy to hide
A scarier sight
Sleep in a coffin just like I was gonna get buried tonight
Ugh
They want me dead or alive
Satan a coward
But god doesn't wear a disguise
She wanna marry me twice
She wanna come over for some strawberries and wine
This is a day in the life
Travel dimensions come out like I barely survived
(Hold on I think I got it)
Look
Hop in the booth
With the same clothes for a week like my shirt doesn't go down the chute
Chop it and screw
Sleeping on me cause they say I don't mumble enough for the youth
But I humble a group
Bitch I be Killing these rappers when I don't got nothing to do
I Spit nothing but truth
Plus she be tryna be cute
But she gone get a f*ck and a boot
Kick
Niggas be Talkin with loose lips
Boy you still not gonna gonna do shit
Niggas hear all of my new shit
Bitches look at me like oooouuu shit
(Like who's dis)
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You had my heart in your hand but you just had to crush it
So we wouldn't rush it
I'm running for money now
Ain't no discussion
I'm stacking it up and
I'm living like f*ck it
It's nothing
I'm coming for all of you niggas
Cause niggas as tough as some crabs in a bucket
I'm doing too much in my head
Hold up I need to meditate
Light it and puff it before I can function
Barely show up to a function
Mama be worried that I'm gonna turn to a junkie
I just had lunch with my auntie
She said love it the way I look out for my cousins
My brother gone get it as long as we livin
And then pass it down to the puppies
F*ck with the squad and it's ugly
Dogging these bitches she may get a hug if she lucky
Or f*ckin
Shoutout to niggas who stannin me
Shoutout to Alex that nigga my family
Shoutout to all of these bitches who rambling on social media bout f*ck a man and shit
Walk on the moon like I'm Micheal but on the sky like I'm Anakin
I'm always caught in shenanigans
Never dressed off the manikin
I just be stackin it up just to set an example and
Niggas ain't letting me fly
Sniffing the white like she ready to die
I could be getting the money or spending the money it's tough I can barley decide
I barely decline
Bitch I'm a wolf and my palms are to hairy to hide
A scarier sight
Sleep in a coffin just like I was gonna get buried tonight
Ugh
They want me dead or alive
Satan a coward
But god doesn't wear a disguise
She wanna marry me twice
She wanna come over for some strawberries and wine
This is a day in the life
Travel dimensions come out like I barely survived
(Hold on I think I got it)
Look
Hop in the booth
With the same clothes for a week like my shirt doesn't go down the chute
Chop it and screw
Sleeping on me cause they say I don't mumble enough for the youth
But I humble a group
Bitch I be Killing these rappers when I don't got nothing to do
I Spit nothing but truth
Plus she be tryna be cute
But she gone get a f*ck and a boot
Kick
Niggas be Talkin with loose lips
Boy you still not gonna gonna do shit
Niggas hear all of my new shit
Bitches look at me like oooouuu shit
(Like who's dis)
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Writer: Ja Ron, Rob Johnson
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Length: 2:35
Written by: Ja Ron, Rob Johnson

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