I rolled you up my rizla Cut you up, my sisters You wanna get us yeah, the splitters Your style's trash, don't You got the jitters the hard 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 warm me up with 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 chase the paper all day So you can walk the long platinum hallway But now the are minute made
get played for a minute Then out they never get back in it Gun park I bring chalk for body outlined on the floor You got hit by the 4-4
You're in the game life, son how you're livin' it Street corner growin' up blowin' up You chase dreams you want the highlife, the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you the shine right Never turn your back ever, on niggaz to you Stand alone for the cheddar and be through with you The yeah, the highlife The yeah, the highlife
You gotta hang out B. Reezy, and take it easy gettin' greasy, I had to learn how to beat me That's when you go for dolo, and get your meal And still it hardcore I'm runnin' real with it Niggaz getting soft core, the people want Hardcore shit why I give them an encore Curtains opened, you see the applaud feelin' it You can't figure out the formula so you're it
Can't stand cats with minimal Skills criminal you fake bitches lookin' for riches, in the wrong places The of death look you in the eye cut off your breath When you fall feel your shatter The bones breakin' with your weak Pissin' on yourself it don't Dead weight, the bed for you on the set date
Dreams gone instead fate hesitate To put you away, the gates now you're locked out Your life cable, all the porn channels blocked out (Damn!) What you good for? Nothin', so be suckers Have a trip see you motherfuckers
You're in the called life, son how you're livin' it Street kids growin' up blowin' up You chase dreams you the highlife, with the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the shine Never your back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand alone for the and they'll be through with you The highlife yeah, the The yeah, the highlife
I live for the highlife, get my mind Fuck the fame, the game and the that be out there tryin' to duplicate But they can't match the aura, impersonate See the first that comes to pass, is the blast Of the cypress weed funk blazin' up a path You help, but inhale and get strong You that good shit all up in your lungs
I fast, and keep energy in motion Jah bless, so I feel I chosen But I know, these of he who You gotta strong and sound off like thunder I myself 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 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 right Never turn your back ever, on niggaz to you Stand alone for the cheddar and be through with you The highlife hah, the The yeah, the highlife