shoutout to the homie young jay! yo this ones on smokin that good sh***. its different. but yea check it out. read the lyrics yoo! =]
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(Verse 1)
my niggahs by my side stay till i die
i try to fly up to the sky
when i get high i know why
i do what i do while lettin time fly
blaze one up so i could breathe
pass the visine for my eyes ya see
eyes real low like im from the streets
5th st, oak park, it runs in me
glock cocked, na that aint me
real chill dude thats real nice to meet
i shouldnt even blaze, but iono why
everytime i try to quit it passes by
so i taka puff n then i pass
time so slow but goes so fast
life is short so just live it up
smoke drink pop yo thats wassup
(Chorus)
so i get high
so i get high
life's so hard so i get high
so i get high
so i get high
i make her cry so i get high
break it, roll it, blaze it up
break it, roll it, blaze it up
so i get high
so i get high
(Verse 2 Young Jay)
(Chorus)
so i get high
so i get high
life's so hard so i get high
so i get high
so i get high
i make her cry so i get high
break it, roll it, blaze it up
break it, roll it, blaze it up
so i get high
so i get high
(Verse 3)
so i get high man iont giva fuck
talk shit if you want, show me no love
aint nothin new, who you supposed to be
i aint goin nowhere, get used to me
purp fire grape man it dont matta
as long as it follows along wit the pattern
smoke, get blown, mang its all good
sunny saturday chillin in the hood
a smile heals all, so i smile all the time
i smile when you fall, i smile thru a crime
i smile when im high, i smile when i cry
smile when im between them thighs
na jus playin, lets get blown
so in the zone so we cant go home
so sit back relax, n enjoy ya high
now you see why im high all the time