| Leaders of the world kill people
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| They say the smokers of the world are evil
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| And it seems so bleak and deceitful
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| That’s why I keep it simple with my people
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| We just gettin'
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| Tryna get higher than the entourage of Wiz Khalifa
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| While they hittin' reefer playing FIFA in the penthouse suite at the Burj
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| Khalifa
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| Higher than the value of the Mona Lisa
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| Higher than the grand total owed to Visa
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| So high I question things that I’ve known since preschool
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| Like why do breadsticks dipped in marinara sauce go with pizza?
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| That’s like serving me a
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| Cheese quesadilla with a side of cheese sauce and a tortilla
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| I ain’t saying shit
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| Who am I debating with?
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| Excuse me while I take a hit and give my fucking steak a flip
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| I ain’t gon' hurt nobody no time soon
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| Unless you’re offended by my lo-fi croon
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| So high moving like a frisbee in flight
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| Music in the air
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| Loving everywhere
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| Bitch give me the knife
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| When I pick up this mic
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| And get busy you might
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| Blow your mind like you’d had thought Clayton Bigsby was white
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| Leaders of the world kill people
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| They say the smokers of the world are evil
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| And it seems so bleak and deceitful
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| That’s why I keep it simple with my people
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| We just gettin'
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| We just gettin'
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| You know I’m diggin' that beat
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| I’m down and dirty like a leaf
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| Decomposing in the dirt so I plant a little seed
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| Fertiliser, going up, I guess I am
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| I get Nikes and watch CNN
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| But now I’m rolling up
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| Roll the tongue
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| Smoking microphones, shawty
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| Shinin' like like Rolling Stone
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| On a bone from mansions to mobile homes
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| Just like my music, smokin' that homegrown
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| I don’t care who you is, where you at, who you know
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| What you think, what you did
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| I love y’all just the same
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| And I’mma love you a little more with THC in my brain
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| It’s a euphoric moment
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| I’m just a stoner
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| Forgot my lyric
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| But only for a moment
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| Now I’m back on track with Wax
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| And relax, I’m up your brother’s stash and never get snatched, jack
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| Leaders of the world kill people
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| They say the smokers of the world are evil
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| And it seems so bleak and deceitful
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| That’s why I keep it simple with my people
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| We just gettin'
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| We just gettin'
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high
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| So high, so high, so high
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| Gettin' so high |