HowHigh

Whats love got to do, go to do with it

I get a little taste then I'm through with it

Then I send it right back to you with it

(How high)

Whats love got to do, go to do with it

I get a little taste then I'm through with it

Then I send it right back to you with it

Visionary play your position, no missionary

But yet I pack Gospel in the quotes I spoke

You listening to the most high like the Pope on d**e

Now picture that

My poetry's deep now fish for that

Only real n***as catch something, phoney n***as fail

S**t you gotta feel like it's only read in braille

Both did the crime but his homie didn't tell

So he f-cking b***hes while he sitting lonely in a cell

Thinking well, what the hell I been on

They gave a n***a five then they threw another ten on

By the time I'm back on the streets like a bachelor

I gotta play the clubs like an old a*s woman

Life is a movie, pick your own role

Climb your own ladder or you dig your own hole

Sit around crying that's like sitting round dying

You wanna touch the sky b***h you figure out flying

N***a how high, so high that I could touch the sky

How sick, so sick that I could f-ck yo' b***h

N***a please, my squad stack plenty of G's

And if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of trees

N***a how high, so high that I could touch the sky

How sick, so sick that I could f-ck yo' b***h

N***a please, my squad stack plenty of G's

And if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of trees

Hey, as the troubles of the world unfurl

My n***as hit the trees like squirrels

Tryna get a nut with your girl

Think I need to quit trying 'fore some n***a out there try to hit mine

Karma for the karma sutra

A lot calmer when the ganja's through ya

You need ya armour cause them n***as out here tryna shoot ya

Kinda crucial, police piranha, gon snatch you out that Honda

For stashing that m*******a

Yes, ya honour, I feel ashamed

I broke the law but look I'll never smoke or steal again

In your courtroom wylin' out, I don't mean to keep smiling

But right now I'm high enough to probably steal a plane

Man, just look at me, what if I couldn't read

Would you throw the book at me

What if I'm feeling sad, am I supposed to look happy

It's been a long time coming

Tell my n***a roll me up something

N***a how high, so high that I could touch the sky

How sick, so sick that I could f-ck yo' b***h

N***a please, my squad stack plenty of G's

And if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of trees

N***a how high, so high that I could touch the sky

How sick, so sick that I could f-ck yo' b***h

N***a please, my squad stack plenty of G's

And if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of trees

No I don't smoke, maybe once in a blue

When the tention gets thick than there's nothing to do