Young Mugz - 10. Highs n Lows lyrics

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Young Mugz - 10. Highs n Lows lyrics

[Hook] I find myself lost in the smoke Looking for hope in this dope I choke by the rope that I thought helped me cope Slipping slide like soap, get high for your lows She ask what I'm doing, getting high like your hopes (x2) [Verse: Mugz] I Find myself, Losing myself when I'm losing my health Feeling numb to the world and losing what I felt There ain't no we when you faker than wwe here's the belt Champion of bs I'm just mad I didn't smell I guess love dulls your senses, you didn't catch me when I fell Too the bottom of my problems, drowned like I fell in a well Swimming with the fishes and wishes and I never tell Or admit cause I guess success was just a myth I'm not too far from sh** and I'll never make hit After I said that I had to take a hit from this spliff Cause Mary is my therapist that I love to kiss And she won't judge me when she hears this There was days I slit my wrist, put the gun to my head click Russian roulette with a full clip but the Glock jammed So I guess I'm here for a reason blessed like I'm sneezing damn [Hook] I find myself lost in the smoke Looking for hope in this dope I choke by the rope that I thought helped me cope Slipping slide like soap, get high for your lows She ask what I'm doing, getting high like your hopes [Verse 2] I'm losing faith in the whole meaning of fate Losing trust in these girls quick let me bust, they just bait When did I transform to the fish in the lake My heart colder than a winter storm a snow flake Let my mouth when I spit that line fascinating The snakes with they hate is contaminating My mind, I'm young but I feel like I'm running out of time Not making enough with this job, don't wanna rob and sell dimes You kidding, my pride won't let me stand on a corner Epscially when it's cold and I know Miami is warmer Could this music be the key and answer to my problems Or is another n***a from the hood rapping Common Well probably I'll link with Kwali soon Join Ye get paid and shoot up with Cudi to the moon Cartoon thinking is what that is grow up Imagination is childish so what who gives a f** [Hook] I find myself lost in the smoke Looking for hope in this dope I choke by the rope that I thought helped me cope Slipping slide like soap, get high for your lows She ask what I'm doing, getting high like your hopes (x2)

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