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letra de whym i high - artan

verse 1
pick me apart like it’s an operation
we’re back and forth but we ain’t conversating
not getting younger i forgot i’m aging
yo,look
cos i know life,i know the struggles of surviving
i grew up in london where we share the same address but we’re divided,these ain’t tears man i just hide behind these eyelids
and out of everybody i’ve met my f-cking cabbies still the wisest
he said,money isn’t everything only thing you need is good friends,4 walls and a roof that you can settle in
you’ll soon be onto better things,but he doesn’t know about the debt i’m in or when i took out uni loans for ketamine but
i’m working hard but what’s the meaning,heard the more you sweat and practise then the less of [?]
whym i working like a slave but my rewards are less appealing
are these [?] that i’m watching all deceiving is it true
heard the only person standing between victory is you,i know the feeling when you’re talented but don’t know what to do
and everybody’s doing well and you don’t know what path to choose
it’s like they’ve never worked a day but told you mountains you should move
it’s really peak out here,feeling weak out here
9 to 5 and 5 to 9 ain’t got no sleep out here
tryna blossom everyday, i’m planting seeds out here
i’m buying all these f-cking flowers looking bleek out here
but i know, there’s something waiting for me ooh
cos i’ve been chasing my dreams,i know
and i’ve been wasting this weed

chorus:
whym i high,whym i high all the time
all the time,on my mind,every night
whym i high,whym i high all the time
all the time,on my mind,every night

verse 2:

i’m in a smokey room on christmas eve anxiety keeps creeping,i can’t think of happy thoughts i’ve taken h-lla l’s this evening and my marj don’t say a word it’s been a year and we ain’t speaken
i can’t tell you bout the mental state i’ve been in,all i’ve seen mandem,pass away or go in there, some [?] i haven’t noticed yet
if god had really cared he would’ve wrote a check,but i ain’t loosing focus yet tryna make sure 2020’s patterned
cos i’m 19 my dreams were feeling shattered’ minds been scattered
i was lost i got the sack from work
thinking should i bag a [?]
mandem think my questions are a tad absurd
they’re saying fam you haven’t learned
clocked you’re always broke when you go back to work
you know i hate to say it bro but trapping works in me
i’m just blessed that i’m alive and well
he wants me on the line,i said i might aswell could do with extra money from his clientele
still writing and i’m firing on the mic aswell
think i’m gonna blow up from what i can tell
this cali pack a light that smell
so now i’m rolling 33 and lil zoots to ration
i should really hit the line but i don’t really suit the fashion
i’ve been saying it for years if you got dreams then go and catch em
but all these trappers,all these bankers
if the government could tax em
now i’m staring at these tickets and it’s getting me frustrated
i spent all those years at school and now those years are being wasted
you know laws are all in place cos they know people have to break it
cos they all just turn our backs on us and left us all to face it

chorus:

whym i high,whym i high all the time
all the time,on my mind,every night
whym i high,whym i high all the time
all the time,on my mind,every night

- artan

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