So High

I'm so high, so high

So high I can't come back to reality, reality

I'm so high, so high

So high I can't come back to reality, reality

Remember back y'all carly said, have us

Fat Troy on a girl with a beretta

RIP to Pete Lo his car flipped in a car crash

He told me jewels how to move when the narcs pass

Mike Lamb, Kevo died on motorbikes

'Cause same thing they love just took their life

I heard my ol' G looked up again

It's fucked he spend his whole life in the pen

And G money in the feds now

I ain't seen my God-daughter in a good while

Life's getting boring never gon' see the light

Forensics on a water bottle got a nigga life

His fazer used to get my haircut from Mike

Me and Fellsha rolled The Godfathers all night

Rest in peace to Islam pour some liquor out

The street lights come on more niggas out

I'm so high, so high

So high I can't come back to reality, reality

I'm so high, so high

So high I can't come back to reality, reality

Remember 50 was Bubu, and Lloyd Banks was Chris

My idol was Michelle she had them fat dooky limbs

My idol was Bizzy he had that new GS

Rest in peace to Lowdie Goldie and my nigga Big Neph

Alot of niggas died in the battlefield

Fuck what beef it almost got my niece killed

Blood spilled, kids killed, men died

Men cried, lastly on my heart tell DEA lies

I rather die than to be a snitch

I rather die from some pot than a nasty bitch

I'm so high, so high

So high I can't come back to reality, reality

I'm so high, so high

So high I can't come back to reality, reality

Rest in peace to my nigga H.P.

Know what I'm sayin'

Rest in peace to all the real niggas passed away

South side, Brooklyn, BX,

Long Island, Bronx