High Jump

[Verse 1: Cam Groves] If this is called life I'm doing alright Spose, Cam Groves baby We Smoked It All twice Yeah we back and in fact we missed y'all In the lab, making hits, sorry 'bout the withdrawals And you can say that we're killing it hard You can find We Smoked It All 1 still in your car I be reading on the Phoenix man we still on the charts So name a label up in Maine that be iller than ours Who you know make hits straight back to back P dank, we're the shit. Where your bathroom at? Got pop rap flipped like an acrobat Cam Groves flow fresher than a vacuum pack Still eating on that fast food, drinking on that Pabst Blue Only difference is now Cam is making cash too I'm talking ass, booze, bitches on my junk Now we're setting bars making motherfuckers high jump [Verse 2: Spose] Well look who the fuck just stumbled into Subway Now I can afford it, drop my phone on the floor "Is that Spose?" "Yeah it must be" Damn straight pimpin', about a year older Since that record from We Smoked It All 1 went golden Swagger of a cripple, P Dank owner Doing shows with those I used to scribble on my folders Downloads tally from Cali to Minnesota And in Maine I hold it down like I'm peeing with a boner You must've taken Ambien, sleeping on my rhymes When I sold more than Yelawolf and Mac Miller combined It's fine. I did it all without a blogpost Been behind bars for years but I've never dropped the soap Labels want singles like match.com I'd rather not exist like fat hot moms There's more to life than weed and rap music But we smoked it all again so you know we had to do it Spose, Groves P dank in this motherfucker Slim pickens Peter Sparker Back, volume 2