[ Verse: True ]
On capital steps
Or female label reps
Panties and plays
Records, red carpets, and Hall of Fames
Fix it before we mix it
When in drought
Never doubt
True will Bout
Doing a naughty
With a Shorty
Fucking a shorty
In a porter potty
Fucking upside down
And sideways with a 40
And a shooty in a Maserati
With a hottie
Turbulence and safety belt signs
Solid lines, Pretty dimes
Sit down and stick around
You might just find something
Fascinating in my sound
Real ballers on a budget
Unload like a dump truck
Cuz I'm in the mile high
Fucked up...
Floating on clouds could never be to loud
Floating on clouds could never be to loud

[ Verse 2: Nick ]
Nice try, Trying to be a wise guy
Puffing on the dry, lie, up on the mile up
Dreamin
Getting willie on the beat
We the illest, we the realest
Killers on the street
If your girl feeling me brother
It's fair game
I'm in the mile high
Sex on the airplane
We be chilling
Nasty, True, and king sul
Hey yo bro
Can you pack another bowl
Roll around herb chops
And you know we got plenty
Shots popping off

[ Verse 3: Nate ]
Every rhyme that I write
The bitch is outta sight
A mile high at least you might
You need to catch a flight
Up this high
This high like every night
Not my mental state
My height
Lets spark this up
Got my light
Flintstone right, Dab dab a do
Just ignite that van a do
Never can have due
Silly stuff
Just cashing
Cus its a green rush
Check out the way she work
The green puff
No need for bragging
Better bring it up
9-3 wagon
Spit that fire
I'm a motherfucking
Green dragon
TRUE