High

Album: Finally Famous (2011)
Charted: 98
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  • I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
    Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
    I'm so high I won't, remember it
    And I wish that this could last forever
    But maybe one night is even better
    Real nigga Mayne
    All the people plotted with
    Is the same ones I'm dividin' the profits with

    Now I'm in the building like two planes bitch
    Kickin' it with my shirt off, on some Liu Kang shit
    Sleep with the sun up like I grew fangs bitch
    I come alive in the night, on some Bruce Wayne shit
    Livin' my life, gettin' high payments
    Fuckin' with some new broads and they high maintenance
    And they wearin' high heels, trips somewhere on high hills
    Tits sittin' high, rollin' zips gettin' high man err'thang high

    High, high, high, high, high, high
    Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
    Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
    It's time to go, it's time to go,
    It's time to go, it's time to go it's time to go, go

    I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
    Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
    I'm so high I won't, remember it
    Cause' the penthouse ninety floors up
    Make love and then join the mile high club
    Yeah I'm on camera, fresh out of a sex scene
    I just turn all my nightmares into wet dreams
    I'm in a new crib, so big, I'm talkin' town size
    Sippin' somethin' cold, smokin' weed by the pound size
    Yeah I gotta big head ho, I think it's crown size
    Bitch I do it big, and I never plan to down size
    People who talk shit, is feelin' like dickheads
    Saw me on the web like I had an extra six legs
    Lookin' at my highlights
    With a bitch with highlights
    Crowd wavin' at me, all tryna' say hi right
    Everything high

    High, high, high, high, high, high
    Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
    Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
    It's time to go, it's time to go,
    It's time to go, it's time to go it's time to go, go

    If you roll one up, I'mma roll one too
    Oh you say you don't smoke
    Well that's all that we do
    You be up in the club
    I be up in the clouds
    Oh, don't gotta ask me if I burn enough cause' we don't run out
    Blow it by the "o", even my fans smoke it
    Cause' they throw it at my shows
    Hidin' it when I travel in case the police gotta know
    Rollin' it up in traffic
    Make you smoke out of a bong, put you on different hashes
    My chick is the baddest, my spliff is the fattest
    I'm livin' so lavish
    Gotta patch a lil' kid tryna' get at this cabbage
    My pinky ring a "v" eight, I filled it with carrots
    I'm Popeye with spinach, till' the day I die I'm gettin' high

    High, high, high, high, high, high
    Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
    Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
    It's time to go, it's time to go,
    It's time to go, it's time to go it's time to go, go

    I don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
    Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
    I'm so high I won't
    Everything high
    Man that's it man, do it
    Finally famous in this bi'

    I'm fly, my swell on the price line
    Truthfully I want this shit to last a lifetime
    Simply amazing, we blazin' as we just right rhymes
    Cold flow, ice time, breakin' down bright pines
    Enough with all the beefin' I'm over it
    Outta town kush, but they smokin' that local shit
    I always knew that I would be the man
    They ride the greyhound, but I'm more a Peter Pan, we the fam'
    Off the scale, yeah we about to break the Richter quick
    Loud years, work a thousand words we should picture shit
    When I come to smokin' we have a certificate
    I know them haters is wishin' we fakin' licorice
    Fuck it we up, my niggas strong, give me another "L"
    I need a high class chich that I might travel well
    She familiar with Fendi, comfortable in the Chanel
    And you errthang' high when you livin' swell

    High, high, high, high, high, high
    Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
    Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
    It's time to go, it's time to go,
    It's time to go, it's time to go Writer/s: CAMERON THOMAZ, CHIDERA KIZITO ANAMEGE, ELENA JANE GOULDING, FINLAY GRAHAM DOW SMITH, NOAH LEV BERESIN, SEAN MICHAEL ANDERSON
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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