Hi-Dea’s Lyrics & Tabs by Classified

Hi-Dea’s

guitar chords lyrics

Classified

Album : ClassifiedPlayStop

"Hi-Dea's"
[] Sometimes it feels like All I do is make beats smoke weed And come up with these hi-deas, crazy hi-deas I just make beats smoke weed And come up with these hi-deas
I took a puff puff pass, before I finished touching up the track Now my minds racing in circles and running laps Trying to figure what to write and come up with these raps But I’m struggling and fighting trying to surpass my past Scribbling these words with these concepts and topics Feeling like my vocab has almost been exhausted I’m burning out trying to come up with these hi-deas Like here’s an idea, I write a song about what I love and hate Like I love to get the munchies but I hate the stomach aches I love getting drunk but hate it the next morning Hate the sound check, but always lovin' the performance Love for the ladies with a lot of self confidence But hate the attitude learn to take a fucking compliment Hate for the critics and nah forget Its back to the draw board let’s give them what they calling for I’m at so many people and been so many places That’s why I want to write a song called forgotten faces A lot of friends have come and gone and I’ll always remember them But I can’t put a picture in my head that resembles them And these are real friends that I hung every day They built my character and attitude in many ways From my teacher to my coaches to my school yard friends Maybe someday I’ll see your face again What a hi-dea

[] Aight let me try something different, Bring the strings in
And I’ve been trying to write a love song for my girl since I met her Something real romantic like let’s get fat together Sometimes nothings better than sitting on the couch eating whatever Watching movie clips with taco chips and nacho dips and peppers (mhmm) We had a couple ups and down and made it through Love each other, our family, our sex and our food These are words flowing on my pencil on this instrumental Or maybe I should switch it up a bit adjust the tempo like I change the beat if the topic ain’t working Fall on the floor that’s perfect sounds current Following the formula is that what you stand for? How come all these douche bags keep running the dance floor? Douche douche douche bag Do it like this and you too can make a douche hit You talking big game but never gonna do shit Your girl ain’t smelling right tell her douche it Dance, nah fuck it back to the music I had this hi-dea about rock and roll And how I think it’s similar to the way that hip hop will grow They thought it was a fad made by African Americans And no mother or dad wanted any children hearing 'em Hated by the church they called it devil music Now these Christian rock bands encourages kids to do it Time changes everything I see it right now It ain’t just hip hop or rock & roll it’s a lifestyle
[] All I do is make beats smoke weed And come up with these hi-deas, crazy hi-deas I just make beats smoke weed And come up with these hi-deas, yeah And now I’m getting so high
[] I was goin' to write a track called clichés, just talk about all those clichés you see Those clichés you hear in life I was goin’ to write a track called small town, I come from a small town When things are a little bit slower Everybody knows your name it’s just a little different I was goin’ to write a track called I know I shouldn’t do it but I love too Like smoking this weed, guilty pleasures Yeah crazy hi-deas

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