This is a song about "No lies i rather be high smokeing weed all day"

Gonna be up high, no vitamin h

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Oh god honey i think he's high on that marijuana weed

(fast) i don't have all day i might be in a grave

But you never come when you period is five days

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

I rather be with you

Why we gotta argue

No lies i just wanna speak the honesty

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

The ball in my fingers. i be shooting threes outside all day with my hittas and i

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds