The High Life (feat. Kali, GameBoi, Chris Webby) - Statik Selektah, Gameboi, Kali

I know what you been waitin' for, that new shit

You ain’t gotta wait no more

I put it down doesn’t matter what place I go

I’m smokin' good shit

I’m drinkin' Exodo

I just wanna live the high life

If I don’t smoke before I take off

I don’t fly right, uh

I’m just tryna get my mind right

So fall back

I’m just tryna live my life

My vision’s blurry, but don’t worry I can see you clear

On my way to NYC I’ll bring you back a souvenir

Sneaker head, everyday I wear a different pair

Flows like water, I should walk around with fishing gear

I’m showin' off, show money, we just blow it off

On the road to success haters wanna throw me off

But I ain’t fuckin' wit' 'em, I don’t know where they be at

Dirty ass chlamydia bitches just wanna get me clapped

Fuckin' rap music turn me to a monster

Jumpin' into mosh pits about to Freddie Foxxx ya

Punch you in yo face if yo ain’t comin' at me proper

Smokin' like a rasta, bangin' like a shotta

Chain hangin' low, breath smellin' like vodka

Tommy gun flow, lifestyle of a mobster

Offer, they say I’m outta my mind

Call me 'Daylight Savings' I’m ahead of my time

I said

I know what you been waitin' for, that new shit

You ain’t gotta wait no more

I put it down doesn’t matter what place I go

I’m smokin' good shit

I’m drinkin' Exodo

I just wanna live the high life

If I don’t smoke before I take off

I don’t fly right, uh

I’m just tryna get my mind right

So fall back

I’m just tryna live my life

Consider this my formal introduction

I’m roamin' tusslin' for the mind body spirit

To get my soul to function

I’m so disgustin' yo girl is blushin'

She said she in a rush for me to blow her muffin

I’m chillin' slowly puffin'

A zig zag of a letter Z

Alphabetically, I’m John Lennon on the track

I just «Let it Be»

Especially never getting too sentimentally

Fifteen years young, got thirty years ahead of me

Tryna get that warranty, ya know my sound’ll blow your decks

And holdin' techs, my lyrics’ll (shoot you) B-B-B-B-Boba Fett

Youngest spitta of Michigan who can flow the best

Everything happens for a reason livin' with no regrets

If you tryna follow my trail, you gots to get yo weight up

And you can’t borrow my scale, yeah

Me and Webby on the gold like green lights

From steep heights, me and Statik out, no three strikes

I know what you been waitin' for, that new shit

You ain’t gotta wait no more

I put it down doesn’t matter what place I go

I’m smokin' good shit

I’m drinkin' Exodo

I just wanna live the high life

If I don’t smoke before I take off

I don’t fly right, uh

I’m just tryna get my mind right

So fall back

I’m just tryna live my life

It’s the rap head honcho, Philly to Toronto

Sharper than a blade that was made by Hattori Hanzo

Theremin couldn’t hurt him 'cus my flowin' is phenomenal

Webby half animal leave 'em up in the hospital

Achievin' the impossible, flowin' colder than popsicles

But heat it up in the booth until the climate is tropical

Einstein intelligence, Webster is always smart with words

I got some screws loose, need a better carpenter

Electrify 'em with a Raichu shock

Me and Statik in the fast lane, fly through blocks

Lose a battle is one thing that I do not

I could kill 'em with less words than a haiku got

White man can’t jump, so I’m climbin' to the top

This is real Hip Hop fuck a diamonds and your watch

Spit flames 'til the point that you’ll perspire on the spot

Honestly there’s no denyin' that it’s hot muthafucka