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Get a Bag (feat. Calboy)
Chance the Rapper
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The highs and the lows The highs, the lows I'm an emotional rollercoaster (ah) With high so high, could put Bol Bol on a poster (mm) But when the bread get low like four loaves in a toaster Or the shoulders can get cold as ten toes in Nova Scotia Some days I hold a grudge, some days I Holy Ghost her Some days I just ghost her, some days I'm supposed to The crib feel like a gunfight, but them strollers, that's the holster (huh) We can make amends over old means and mimosas My mama know I ain't make my bed, but I'ma lay in it Whеther it's sandpaper, suedе linen Whether I'm alone, a Creole lady, marmalade-ing it The same pajamas I was afraid in, I boogeyman slayed My blankets concealed my blade in it, emotional seesaw With two fat mother****ers with strong knees and free fall (huh) It's cloudy with a chance of meatballs, I checked the weather I gave all my vices a call, let's get together To talk about the highs and lows, the ups and downs The friends that I had to hide to come around They told me that I knew you'd always come around Come around, come around, come around, come around To work out the highs and lows, the ups and downs No need to hide disguises comin' down Go and get high, I promise you're comin' down Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down When it's hard to keep your eyes on the road (eyes on the road) And you feel your back's on the ropes (wiht your backs against the ropes) You gotta take the highs with the lows (the highs with the lows) You gotta take the highs with the lows (Yeah, yeah) You're lost, and you're runnin' out of hope (You're runnin' out of hope) Lookin' for the best way to cope (for the best ways to cope) Just know we all been there before (we all been there) You gotta take the highs with the lows (Badmon) I was feelin' lifeless, I had to cut my vices (I had to) Now the feelin' that I feel is priceless In the spirit, want me to be righteous But I know I might just relapse, acceptin' these de-vices Got so used to feedback, I couldn't tell what mine's is Some times all the outside know is just really blinders Beware, believe in none of what you see and half of what you hear The best things in life on the opposite side of fear I swear I see it clear, like after the storm still You can't stop the rain like the loose end song My word is bond, like James, yeah, I couldn't complain 'Cause even when I did, niggas really couldn't feel my pain That's the type of shit that drive a nigga insane Wanna be numb, like you dumb back flickin' the flame Back to square one, tryna overcome what you became Like they was right, I guess you never gon' change I guess you never gon' When it's hard to keep your eyes on the road (Eyes on the road) You start to feel your back on the ropes (Your back 'gainst the road) You gotta take the highs with the lows (The highs with the lows) You gotta take the highs with the lows (Yeah, yeah) You're lost and you're runnin' out of hope (You're runnin' out of hope) Lookin' for the best way to cope (For the best ways) You know me, I been there before (We all been there) You gotta take the highs with the lows (The highs with the lows) To talk about the highs and lows, the ups and downs And the friends that I had to hide to come around They told me that I knew you'd always come around Come around, come around, come around, come around To work out the highs and lows, the ups and downs (The ups and downs) No need to hide, disguises comin' down (Comin' down) Go and get high, I promise you comin' down Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down Bow, bow, bow, brr Ya' know Chance The Rapper, Joseph Badmon (Yes, yes) Ya dun know Big up to the yute dem The yute dem worldwide (The yute dem are the trut them) The prayers to most high, prayers to most high
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