I rolled you up my rizla Cut you up, my sisters You wanna get us yeah, the venom Your style's trash, don't You got the the hard hitters No your soul quivers When you see the gats blazin', get out the now There ain't no use for you beggin' to turn the heat
You label me You wanna warm me up with hot lead the gat You cut it You wack, but it's no use your mouth it Shootin' diamond-studded, and still budded You got to love it, you better chase the all day So you can walk down the platinum hallway But now the are minute made
They get for a minute Then out they never get back in it Gun park I bring chalk for your body outlined on the You got hit by the 4-4
You're in the game called life, son how you're it Street corner kids up blowin' up You chase you want the highlife, with the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you the shine right Never your back ever, on niggaz true to you alone for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The yeah, the highlife The yeah, the highlife
You hang out with B. Reezy, and take it easy It's greasy, I had to learn how to beat me when you go for dolo, and get your meal ticket And still kick it hardcore I'm real with it Niggaz soft core, the people want more Hardcore shit why I give them an encore Curtains opened, you see the people applaud it You figure out the formula so you're stealin' it
Can't stand unoriginal cats minimal Skills that's criminal you fake You're lookin' for riches, in the wrong The faces of look you in the eye cut off your breath you fall feel your knees shatter The breakin' with your weak blatter on yourself it don't matter Dead weight, the bed for you on the set date
Dreams gone instead didn't hesitate To put you away, the gates now you're locked out Your life cable, all the porn channels blocked out (Damn!) What you for? Nothin', so be gone suckers Have a trip see you motherfuckers
You're in the game called life, son how you're it corner kids growin' up blowin' up You chase dreams you want the highlife, the skylights But in the end your lost, you lost the shine right Never your back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The highlife yeah, the The yeah, the highlife
I live for the highlife, get my right Fuck the fame, the game and the Fools be out there tryin' to duplicate But they can't match the aura, impersonate See the first things that comes to pass, is the Of the cypress weed funk blazin' up a path You can't help, but and get strong You need that good shit all up in lungs
I live fast, and keep in motion Jah bless, so I I been chosen But I know, of he who conquers You gotta come strong and off like thunder I check myself and make I'm comin' real tight for my fam, the G's and the highlife The highlife, hah hah The highlife,
You're in the game life, son how you're livin' it Street corner growin' up blowin' up You dreams you want the highlife, with the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you lost the shine Never turn your back ever, on true to you Stand for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The hah, the highlife The yeah, the highlife