I you up like my rizla Cut you up, with my You get us yeah, the venom splitters Your style's trash, don't You got the the hard hitters No quitters your quivers When you see the gats blazin', get out the now ain't no use for you beggin' to turn the heat down
You me coldblooded You wanna me up with hot lead the gat thudded 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 the paper all day So you can down the long platinum hallway But now the are minute made
They get played for a Then played out they get back in it Gun park I bring chalk for your outlined on the floor You got hit by the 4-4
in the game called life, son how you're livin' it Street corner kids growin' up up You chase dreams you the highlife, with the skylights But in the end your soul's lost, you the shine right Never turn your back ever, on true to you Stand alone for the cheddar and they'll be through 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 That's when you go for dolo, and get your ticket And still kick it I'm runnin' real with it Niggaz soft core, the people want more Hardcore shit that's why I give an encore Curtains opened, you see the people applaud it You figure out the formula so you're stealin' it
Can't unoriginal cats with minimal Skills criminal you fake bitches lookin' for riches, in the wrong places The faces of look you in the eye cut off your breath When you fall feel your 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, with all the channels blocked out (Damn!) What you good for? Nothin', so be gone Have a trip see you motherfuckers
You're in the called life, son how you're livin' 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 Stand alone for the cheddar and be through with you The yeah, the highlife The highlife yeah, the
I live for the highlife, get my mind Fuck the fame, the and the limelights that be out there tryin' to duplicate But they match the aura, can't 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 need that good shit all up in lungs
I fast, and keep energy in motion Jah bless, so I feel I been But I know, of he who conquers You gotta strong and sound off like thunder 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,
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, with the But in the end soul's lost, you lost the shine right Never your back ever, on niggaz true to you alone for the cheddar and they'll be through with you The highlife hah, the The yeah, the highlife