I you up like my rizla Cut you up, my sisters You get us yeah, the venom splitters Your style's trash, litter You got the jitters the hitters No quitters soul quivers you see the gats blazin', get out the street now There ain't no use for you beggin' to the heat down
You label me You wanna warm me up hot lead the gat thudded You cut it You wack, but no use your mouth shut it Shootin' arrows diamond-studded, and budded You got to love it, you better chase the all day So you can walk down the platinum hallway But now the fools are made
They get for a minute Then played out they never get in it Gun park I bring chalk for your body 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 growin' up up You chase dreams you want the highlife, with the But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the right Never turn back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The yeah, the highlife The highlife yeah, the
You gotta hang out with B. Reezy, and take it It's greasy, I had to learn how to beat me That's you go for dolo, and get your meal ticket And still kick it hardcore I'm runnin' with it Niggaz getting soft core, the want more Hardcore that's why I give them an encore Curtains opened, you see the people feelin' it You can't figure out the formula so stealin' it
Can't stand unoriginal cats with Skills that's criminal you fake You're lookin' for riches, in the places The faces of look you in the eye cut off your breath When you fall feel your knees The bones breakin' with weak blatter Pissin' on yourself it matter Dead weight, the bed waits for you on the set
Dreams gone fate didn't hesitate To put you away, close the now you're locked out Your life cable, with all the porn blocked out (Damn!) What you good Nothin', so be gone suckers Have a nice see you motherfuckers
You're in the game called life, son how livin' it Street kids growin' up blowin' up You chase dreams you want the highlife, the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the shine Never turn your ever, on niggaz true to you alone for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The yeah, the highlife The highlife yeah, the
I for the highlife, get my mind right Fuck the fame, the and the limelights that be out there tryin' to duplicate But they can't match the aura, can't See the first things that to pass, is the blast Of the hill weed funk blazin' up a path You can't help, but inhale and get You need good shit all up in your lungs
I fast, and keep energy in motion Jah bless, so I feel I been But I know, of he who conquers You come strong and sound off like thunder I check and make sure I'm comin' real tight Rhyme for my fam, the G's and the The highlife, hah hah The highlife,
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, the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the shine turn your back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The hah, the highlife The yeah, the highlife