Get High

O.G. Don Ke, the legend Devin the Dude

Riding high, this for your mind man

Brain food, (feeling like I always should)

R:

I ride, and get high

I get by with the thangs I got, I smoke and I drink a lot

But I try, to maintain

And slow down, but I end up doing the same thang

I'm in the baking soda Benz, with the gold rag

Just left the coffee shop, blowing on a whole bag

I'm on some other shit, maintain and keep it hood

Smoking California, riding by and feeling good

You know that drank high, but niggaz still buy

I'm on some money shit, reaching for the whole sky

I'm in the lab, writing rhymes with a tall cup

The speakers banging, the whole room fogged up

Sour diesel in the morning, for my stress ways

Get a sip of O.G., for my best days

Cloud nine, on the stage homie start the show

I hear them voices in my head, saying please let go

Slow it down, put my habits on cruise control

But I'm hustling, need something to sooth the soul

Rest in peace, to them boys who got a lullaby

God forgive me, I'm still here riding high

R:

I creep you by death slow, I got weed in my whip so

I'm constantly rolling and smoking, but I seldom slip though

Inside fresh, like the plans for my future

Don't have my hands on a ruger, I'm not a man that'll shoot ya

I'd rather get the party crunk, fuck it bring the drinks in

Call up some hoes, and hmm tell em bring friends

Light up an inscent, but the weed gon' blast through

Cause everybody got a different, kind of what have you

We hitting it getting it in, shit's in the wind

When you try to give up, somebody fire up again

And you can't pretend, when the weight is on your shoulder

And you start getting older, and feel you need to hold up

You can grow up, but never grow old

And let go, when you ain't having fun no mo'

Nigga chill, better live until you die

That's why, I'm riding high

R:

Chasing down that money

Days ain't always sunny, I get by

Trying to stay in the zone

In a lane on my own, I get high