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There´s no lie, man I´m so high
Gotta live life, cus the day you die
No flashing lights, this life has a price
And I´m feelin, I´m feelin

And man who can say one say I
Won´t run the streets, I wouldn´t get high
Not today and this a matter what the fuck shit man
Nigga tryin me out with the hot shit man
If you tryna get down, make a deal with the maker
We´ll show you firsthand how we deal with a hater
Killers out there´ll have to live with it later
Shoot him in the head and deal with it later
Man he´s made up, fit to them
Guess I´m only waitin only I´mma get to them
Hatin ass nigga don´t mention them
But please don´t mention what we did to them
Nigga you know how we do and we do all
Step through, I put the fire, it´ll be more tall
And like your life on the line whenever we talk
If you say the wrong thing it could be yo loss
I´mma do a kick play in a major way

Nigga that´s real
Smoke and think about how I´mma get paid today
Won´t stop, can´t rest til I´m major paid
If I die today then I die smiling
Nigga, no lie
Because I live every day of my life like a night life
K so we good about it

I can feel on the tip of my fingers
There´s no lie, man I´m so high
I feel like I´ve been sleepin with angels
Gotta live life, cus the day you die
Every day the true become famous
No flashing lights, this life has a price
And I can feel on the tip of my fingers
And I feel it, I feel it

Now I ain´t sayin that I´m famous but the streets feel like I made it
Come to Alabama, where they treat me like I´m savin
Bet my mama still on that same block
Ridin round in that same car
Getting harassed by the same cops
Feeling like I´m bout the rain drops
I mean haven´t got a pot to piss in til I got a pot to cool bricks in
And I got a couple rich friends who feelin like I´m switching friends
Boy a nigga say anything
Niggas say a nigga changed
Feel like a cartoon wardrobe, I swear to God I´m still the same
Come on feel my pain, going through so much
And while it´s “fuck the fame”, shit, where´s the love?

I can´t leave these streets – I can´t lose my plug
If rap don´t work for me, I´m back to sellin´ drugs.
Havin hopes, cashin dubs
Same will say, match it up
Cus shit, I´m through to go back to that shit
And while I´m getting tied to my niggas´ riches
Money make it for better bitch
I´m so close I can smell on my eyes and I see clearly

I can feel on the tip of my fingers
There´s no lie, man I´m so high
I feel like I´ve been sleepin with angels
Gotta live life, cus the day you die
Every day the true become famous
No flashing lights, this life has a price

And I can feel on the tip of my fingers
And I feel it, I feel it