Hi(gh) Music feat. Blu

Get High

Everybody

Cups Up

Yup

Solid gold wrist plush

Black fist up hands in the sky high

High nightlife

My life

You might want to ride by

Lift it up lets get sky high

So much built frustration

I puff away as much as I can before the day ends

Trying to're channel that hate up inside you

To give a little thought to the beats that we rhyme to

But see I bust from the heart

So beats keep rocking while the paws patrol

Be trying to take away my soul but it's so much left

The stress can arise but I ride 'til death

And I still be me

Free as a drum roll

Solar to sunset shining

Hiding from the moon like

Life living it full blown

Stoner philosophers the home of the hollow

It's beating for my people to follow

Throw it like a message in a bottle

Was sent for the senseless to sense it

And since this is the sick sick times

Of that six six sign I'mma say this

Play this in your playlist

And watch how the planet goes ape s**t

As soon as the bass hits

Big up to Basic for giving me the basics

And props to Rock for copping keys to that spaceship

We about to take it up a notch ma rock with us

And watch it bang on every block before the cops get us

Hip hop shop lifters

We taking back our spot like Indian givers

So give it up

Aye

Get lost in love until you get high

Get high and buzzed and put your cups up

Touch solid gold wrist plush

Black fist up hands in the sky high

All day making music for the nightlife

All night we just party 'til the day comes

Play dumb if you want or you can ride by

Lift it up let's get sky high

Get high

Cups up

Solid gold wrist plush

Black fist up hands in the sky high

All day making music for the nightlife

All night we just party 'til the day comes

Play dumb if you want or you can ride by

Lift it up let's get sky high

Sometimes I be feeling like my life

Is kind of like the new testament how I

Sacrifice for what I represent Saint John

See that church and it never let me play God

Cause now I'm walking through the streets trying to play God

With the top twelve running with the same squad

And you might want to log on

Three \"w\"can't be god too

On some wild cowboy like Sadat songs

Saddam John in the flesh drop bombs

And cock arms like I'm cop deep

But I rock calm and collect my checks feds respect me

And I don't mean to play a villain

But I ain't leaving the building until I cop a couple billion

Russel with my hustle

Simmons with the business

With a witness taking pictures every time I say a sentence

Playing eight positions

Starting five and sixth man

Coaching a goal it's my sixth sense

With a sick sense of humor

Since six playing tricks on the kids and

Telling them it's all about the Benjamins

And get them

And man turn it up in your system

And throw a middle finger to the system

Cause we just making music for the few that need a place

They can drift in

I just hope this d**e uplifting

So get it

Get lost in love until you get high

Get high and buzzed and put your cups up

Touch solid gold wrist plush

Black fist up hands in the sky high

All day making music for the nightlife

All night we just party 'til the day comes

Play dumb if you want or you can ride by

Lift it up let's get sky high

Get high

Cups up

Solid gold wrist plush

Black fist up hands in the sky high

All day making music for the nightlife

All night we just party 'til the day comes

Play dumb if you want or you can ride by

Lift it up let's get sky high