Track · Feb 23, 2026 · English

High As A Mug

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2:09

Language

English

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Ash on the floor

Smoke in my lungs

Used to hug that corner

Chasing that rush

High as a mug

Eyes on the cash

Block full of ghosts

Same old trap

Little homie laughing

Next week chalk

Time flies by

Like a gun shot

Mama in the kitchen

Hands on her head

Said, “Boy you blessed

Don’t play with death”

[Chorus]

I remember street dope

High as a mug, I was so gone

Dead homies in my phone

Names I can’t call no more

Time flies by like a gun shot

Bang, then the world just stops

All of that smoke, all of that talk

But I still ride with the ones we lost

[Verse 2]

Tears in my drink

Hate in my heart

Thought it was love

Really was dark

Candlelight pictures

Wall full of frames

Every new funeral

Feel more ashamed

I been hearing they voices

When I’m alone

“Get out that life, bro

Make it back home”

Still see that alley

Still smell that rain

Still feel that first hit

Burn in my veins

[Chorus]

I remember street dope

High as a mug, I was so gone

Dead homies in my phone

Names I can’t call no more

Time flies by like a gun shot

Bang, then the world just stops

All of that smoke, all of that talk

But I still ride with the ones we lost (yeah)

Style

rapdarkcinematic gangsta rap beat at midtempoheavy sub-bass and sparse piano stabs. male vocals up front with a gravellyconversational delivery; hook brings in loweerie choir pads and doubled vocals for weight. occasional siren and vinyl texture swells between sections to deepen the street atmosphere.gangster rapenglish

Prompt

I remember Street dope. It makes me feel High as a mug. I miss Dead homies. Time flies by so Like a gun shot. My favorite genre of music is Gangster rap.

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GeneratedFeb 23, 2026

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