But the walls came tumbling down As these days go by I can't help but reminisce Everyday I'm getting high Make a dollar till I'm rich See that money
rich so I can get rich I ain't got shit so I take what I can get I need my mail, my snaps, my dollars, my ends my grip ain't high enough so I'm robbin
While your ass still sleepin in bed Havin wet dreams about how you plan on stoppin Ted Little light-skin nigga, about a buck sixty-seven High five-ten
feelins By be and stealin? This dick in her Then fix dinner Id put my log in But I don't hit inner? What's wrong, use the brotha that be the big spender
bitch!) I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit Had it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit She wanted to be a star, with big cars and
, hot nice Feeling right, sipping on Jose Cuervo Down in Tiajuana, Mexico Thinking of the big score the night before Met the connect, who was impressively dressed In high
the album's liner notes. [Eminem] Translation So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick
the car, yo-yo-yo turn that music down Yeah yeah, y'knahmsayin? Let's jack these niggaz for what they got, y'knahmsayin? Heard these niggaz got some big
Saw my man Wes said, "ah shit yeah, it's gonna be live" I was working a doublebreast silk leaf suit With my five hundred dollar brown knee-high Ballys
t?) Psycho alpha, that means the crazy one Gold nose lazy one Skill to kill I never worked I never will I'm the original high yellow rich rigger bum
a club song That seven fourty five, that's my whip The biggest house in the neighborhood, that's my shit [Chorus] [Verse 4: Perfect Harmony] I get high
if you was me [2x] [Lil' Ya] Nigga call me big head, I spend big head's On the regular, TV's flexin' in the Lex on my cellular The fifty five inches
t amongst us I used to wonder what the funk was The Bigg Homie said 'Give em what they want cuz' I can't remember gettin high as a muthafucker Walking
the Birdman nigga Tryna hustle on some big chips Bricks, stash Birdman nigga tryna come up on alotta cash Biatch! [TQ] I'm a ryder I live life high I
wrong neighborhood, the police might shoot ya Got college athletes, who break they back in the game While the coaches get rich, ain't that a god damn shame Now these high
crew?,, black and grey, we the Raiders Diamonds in my ear, please baby these are lasers, haters Front on me? Huh, I doubt it punk Pop the trunk, my goons, high
on [Triple Seis] So, come on if you gon' ride with us, live niggas Hop with us, quick to try to triple five figures [Big Punisher] Your style is unoffic
rollin' [Fox] Yeah, we done promotin' [Jay-Z] We come for the coke and [Fox] All the money in the spot [Jay-Z] Act funny, get shot [Fox] Nigga, hands high