paroles de chanson Mile High - The Movement

It's the first day of summer in the mile high
Sun shinin memories they file by
I got my whiskey on my mind, weed pile high
I leave the past behind and then I smile wide

I was thinkin bout blinkin for a second I reckon
I was a mess and I was checkin out of my head,
Learned my lesson
Went to prison on a mission
To stop my people from listenin
To end my job or my life,
I wonder which one was missin

I got kicked out of my old house
Spit out of the cold house
Found out that I will kill
Any intruder with a bold mouth
And now I'm sittin chillin with a silent mind
Lookin towards the future, put my troubles behind

I was drinkin everyday, that probably made me be crazy
Maybe it gave me all my game but nobody could save me
And still I had to do my job, play a show on the daily
Maybe they hate me cause I left but I'm back now
Yeah baby