On some real shit, fuck getting high
Thuggin' till the day i die
I'll meet you in the sky
Whilst in a school called junior high
I be ballin, they wonder why
You know every night i'm high
I do love mind gaming
Flapjack, ooh he bring
But it thinks high and mighty
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Aint that why we get high,
No more will we cry
How you hold in emotion
When i'm high i gotta flowin'
Just like a priest whose preaching on high
That's the window into the sky
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