[Verse 1: ChrisCo]
MC's shake when he steps in the session
Anything other than rap is just his second selection
You must respect his progression in this industry of flaws and lies
Livin' for that motivation the applause provides
I'm the shit, bitch, wash your panties
Motherfucker, I got bars like a jar of Xannies
Weed Swishers, three bitches and a case of drank
We on that twenty pound re-up while you slang an eighth
We don't need this space, slow weight
Representin' from the South to the Great Lakes state
Wе spit like that .50 Cal, you a fake tre-еight
There's nothin' I won't take, I got an evil conscience
You'll never top the shit we've done or what we will accomplish
Early mornings, late nights, I never learned to play nice
I just love to burn herb and take flights
But this is ChrisCo, O. Trice, and Killa Kyleon
They don't make a drug to simulate the type of high we on
[Chorus: ChrisCo]
I don't run, I don't fail, I don't hide
Always keep the track armed then I aim with both eyes
Get gone when you see a player
Hit the L and take off like "See ya later"
We on a different high
Got no time to fuck around, I've been in and out of town
Laid back but when it's time to lay it down
Get gone when you see a player
Hit the L and take off like "See ya later"
We on a different high
MC's shake when he steps in the session
Anything other than rap is just his second selection
You must respect his progression in this industry of flaws and lies
Livin' for that motivation the applause provides
I'm the shit, bitch, wash your panties
Motherfucker, I got bars like a jar of Xannies
Weed Swishers, three bitches and a case of drank
We on that twenty pound re-up while you slang an eighth
We don't need this space, slow weight
Representin' from the South to the Great Lakes state
Wе spit like that .50 Cal, you a fake tre-еight
There's nothin' I won't take, I got an evil conscience
You'll never top the shit we've done or what we will accomplish
Early mornings, late nights, I never learned to play nice
I just love to burn herb and take flights
But this is ChrisCo, O. Trice, and Killa Kyleon
They don't make a drug to simulate the type of high we on
[Chorus: ChrisCo]
I don't run, I don't fail, I don't hide
Always keep the track armed then I aim with both eyes
Get gone when you see a player
Hit the L and take off like "See ya later"
We on a different high
Got no time to fuck around, I've been in and out of town
Laid back but when it's time to lay it down
Get gone when you see a player
Hit the L and take off like "See ya later"
We on a different high
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