Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gettin' High, artist - Slaine. Date of issue: 18.08.2014
Song language: English
Gettin' High |
| Everybody’s gettin' high |
| Everybody’s gettin' high |
| Everybody’s gettin' high (we get high) x 6 |
| Everybody’s gettin' high (we get high)(Don't forget the weed though) |
| He’s been sniffing since 15, smoking since 14 |
| Never could piss clean, existed on morphine |
| Twisted endorphines, |
| Hung in the hallways, Weening off things |
| Escaped from his offspring, Weezing and coughing |
| From the weed he’s breathing, he’s believing in nothing |
| Cause everyone is gettin' high in this city, dope crushed down, fold the |
| numbers, down a crisp fifty |
| Joey downtown boosted with his bitch Christy |
| Need a fix, gotta hustle |
| Smoke a spliff, |
| Getting high with a boombox, saying he missed biggie |
| Kids in get sniffy, Sluts on ecstasy, my ex Stacy texts me saying she just |
| missed me |
| Butch is smoking any dust |
| The whole blocks fucked up with a rough history |
| Yah, at my uncles with a j in a roach clip, told me go ahead boy take a hit |
| I was up, I seen everybody smoking, I seen everybody |
| Bitch I fuckin' wish she on that cocaine diet |
| I ain’t biased but I never tried it |
| Far as weed goes, known to roll with the most highest |
| Molle got me rolling like 4 tires |
| Mushrooms have my head in the sky with no pilot |
| My homie dropped LSD in my 40, said don’t fight it |
| Nigga have one hell of a night, that’s no lying |
| Grandma’s medicine cabinet was on another planet |
| Grab a couple reds, couple whites, couple blues |
| It’s the American way, how come I never knew |
| Get them things off back at school for the revenue |
| This is the place where I see my demons, where they haunt me at |
| I try to leave, go away, they always want me back |
| My neighborhood is where the real life zombies at |
| Just seen Johnny noddin' off down at the laundry mat |
| My uncle’s got sober, but my auntie’s |
| Trying to pawn a mattress she stole out of Johnny’s backpack |
| She’s a thief, the pills affect her speech |
| She’s clean inside the can, that’s until she get’s released |
| We all got addictions so who are you to judge |
| Acting like you never caught a buzz, Shit the whole world high |
| Just make sure it ain’t your own supply, I seen too many get spun like some old |
| two shots of Jameson for a flight |
| If you lookin' for a nigga, it’s hard to find me sober |
| If you’re looking some drugs, go ahead and invite me over cause… |