Lyrics High Everyday - Screwed - SPM

Uh, I puts it down
Uh, one, two, three

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Am I the purest of them all?
Am I the one to ease the pain?
Make them fall to they knees and pray
Mama said son you've got to go
You turned my house into stop and go
Out the door, please don't call
Till you stop selling snowball
SP-Mex remember me? The one that deserved penitentiary
With the sack of green but no gasoline
Peace to my boys up in Pasadene
Its all sweet and beautiful
Shine my nails and cuticles
My duely truck got 7 screens
Watching "Me, Myself, and Irene"

High Everyday
Dope house G's
Who never die
Just stay high

Fuck you, you can hate it or love it
Twist the top off the 40, and chug it
Chop rocks off of chicken mcnuggets
Cook 28 and get 39 from it
V-12, miracle whip
46 ounces off one brick
Booger sugar what I slang
In the sunshine or in the rain
Fuck the fake don't fake the funk
Buy my batch and bake it up
Taste my dope and numb your mouth
Pure cocaine straight from the south
Dumping lead in Houston, Texas
Got you bitches jumping fences
Running for your very life
Slang Al Green and Barry White

High Everyday
Dope house G's
Who never die
Just stay high

Looking leaned out up in my whip
Smoking that drip, drop, drip
Wishing up on a star, like Christina Aguilar
Flip through Hillwood, visit Mama
She raised me without a Father
Tried her best and nothing less
Still I'm selling caine and sess
Played the trumpet, played the flute
Please don't be afraid to shoot
SPM, mean Carlos Coy
Whatcha say mom? "That's my boy"
Now I'm rapping and producing
No more H-Town, call it Screwston
Just say no to hate
But me, just stay

High Everyday
Dope house G's
Who never die
Just stay high

High Everyday
SPM
Who never die
Just stay high