I rolled you up like my Cut you up, my sisters You wanna get us yeah, the splitters Your style's trash, litter You got the jitters the hard No your soul quivers When you see the gats blazin', get out the now ain't no use for you beggin' to turn the heat down
You label me You wanna warm me up with hot the gat thudded You cut it You wack, but it's no use your shut it arrows diamond-studded, and still budded You got to love it, you better the paper all day So you can walk down the long platinum But now the are minute made
get played for a minute Then played out they never get in it Gun park I bring chalk for your outlined on the floor You got hit by the 4-4
You're in the called life, son how you're livin' it Street corner kids up blowin' up You chase dreams you want the highlife, with the But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the shine Never turn back ever, on niggaz true to you alone for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The highlife yeah, the The highlife yeah, the
You gotta hang out with B. Reezy, and take it It's gettin' greasy, I had to learn how to me when you go for dolo, and get your meal ticket And still it hardcore I'm runnin' real with it getting soft core, the people want more Hardcore shit that's why I them an encore opened, you see the people applaud feelin' it You can't out the formula so you're stealin' it
Can't unoriginal cats with minimal Skills that's you fake bitches You're lookin' for riches, in the places The faces of death look you in the eye cut off your When you feel your knees shatter The bones breakin' with your weak Pissin' on yourself it matter Dead weight, the bed for you on the set date
Dreams instead fate didn't hesitate To put you away, close the gates now locked out life cable, with all the porn channels blocked out (Damn!) What you good Nothin', so be gone suckers Have a trip see you motherfuckers
You're in the game called life, son how you're it Street corner kids growin' up up You dreams you want the highlife, with the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the shine turn your back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand alone for the cheddar and they'll be with you The highlife yeah, the The highlife yeah, the
I live for the highlife, get my mind the fame, the game and the limelights Fools that be out there tryin' to But they can't the aura, can't impersonate See the first things comes to pass, is the blast Of the hill weed funk blazin' up a path You help, but inhale and get strong You need that shit all up in your lungs
I live fast, and keep energy in Jah bless, so I I been chosen But I know, these of he who You gotta come strong and sound off like I check myself and make I'm comin' real tight Rhyme for my fam, the G's and the The highlife, hah hah The highlife,
in the game called life, son how you're livin' it Street kids growin' up blowin' up You chase dreams you want the highlife, with the But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the right Never turn your ever, on niggaz true to you Stand alone for the cheddar and they'll be with you The hah, the highlife The yeah, the highlife