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Whats got to do, go to do with it
I get a little then I'm through with it
I send it right back to you with it

(How high)

Whats got to do, go to do with it
I get a little taste I'm through with it
Then I send it right back to you it

[J. - Verse 1]
play your position, no missionary
But yet I pack Gospel in the quotes I
You listening to the most like the Pope on dope
Now that
My deep now fish for that
Only real niggas catch something, niggas fail
you gotta feel like it's only read in braille
Both did the crime but his didn't tell
So he f-cking bitches while he sitting in a cell
Thinking well, what the hell I on
gave a nigga five then they threw another ten on
By the time I'm back on the streets a bachelor
I gotta play the clubs an old ass woman
Life is a movie, pick your own
Climb your own ladder or you dig own hole
Sit around crying like sitting round dying
You wanna touch the sky you figure out flying

Nigga how high, so high that I touch the sky
How sick, so sick that I f-ck yo' bitch
Nigga please, my squad plenty of G's
And if your girl to smoke we got plenty of trees

Nigga how high, so that I could touch the sky
How sick, so sick I could f-ck yo' bitch
Nigga please, my squad plenty of G's
And if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of

[J. Cole - 2]
Hey, as the of the world unfurl
My niggas hit the like squirrels
Tryna get a nut with your
Think I need to quit trying 'fore some nigga out there try to hit
Karma for the sutra
A lot when the ganja's through ya
You need ya armour cause them niggas out here tryna ya
crucial, police piranha, gon snatch you out that Honda
For stashing marijuana
Yes, ya honour, I ashamed
I broke the law but I'll never smoke or steal again
In your courtroom wylin' out, I don't mean to keep
But right now I'm enough to probably steal a plane
Man, look at me, what if I couldn't read?
Would you the book at me
if I'm feeling sad, am I supposed to look happy
It's been a long time
Tell my nigga me up something

[J. ]
No I dont smoke, once in a blue
the tention gets thick than there's nothing to do
Through the of my soul, open the blind
My eyes get but I open my mind

How high, la la la la
how high, hey hey hey
how high, yeah yeah yeah
How high, la la la la

Is that a shot that you little man?
I understand, you frustrated aint going how you planned
it worse, you're friends, now when they talk rap
All you is "J Cole this" and "J Cole that"
It must be hard for your projects to take all
I know your weak gotta break off that
Boy, look, World this is your worst fear
I'm burning you and I'm only in first gear
I'm you niggas this is only the first beer
12 months from now, you'll be having the worst
No for the haters, I'm still counting money
Cole aint dropping, thats real f-cking
Grade A dummy, sleeping on a nigga
Something like a
But I'mma yo' ass up
Something your mommy on school day
I smoke two l's ya girl this is Cool J

How
How
How high,
How high,

Whats love got to do, got to do it
I get a little taste then I'm with it
Yeah I it right back to you with it