Trae

Gittin High
[Gittin gittin gittin high high high'. Smokin' smoking' big killa'] [Repeated over and over] Mr Rogers' I'm still in it homie yeah I aint never left A couple mo problems under my belt got me pacing my steps This year alone been enough to make me feel like my life aint the same Everybody watchin cause these haters keep callin my name I thought it be greater when it come to fame But all this roachin shit they put you through have you smoking your life away maine Still I don't blow at all, I choose to maintain Cause whether I get high or not my stress gon be the same thang Lord knows it aint easy being me, it aint easy keeping it g Knowing less than a day from now you aint promised to see I never light or roll it up cause I can fight the pressure Feelin I was next watchin my brother HAWK lay on the stretcher They say im crazy cause I never let my strain out Everything stuck in my brain, it made it hard to take the stain out [Shiiiit'] I do a song to take the pain out And if I wasn't me id probly get a sac and try to blow my brains out' [Chorus] SongtexteLord knows if I couldn't maintain and I wasn't used to goin in with pain' Then id probly be gittin high' If they aint never introduced me to fame or set my ass to live my life in the rain' Then id probly be gittin high' Stress got a nigga sittin low and if I aint know what I was livin fo homie Id probly be gittin high' Smoking big killa smoking smoking big killa' Lord knows id probly be gittin high' Im in my zone now everything feel wrong now For the first time in a long time im on my own now My life gon always be realer than most of these folks They never understand what I be watchin inside of these locs Its hard to determine why people around ya Knowin the real reason they come around aint for love while they kick it around ya I take it slow and live it one day at a time And blow my thoughts out with this pen instead of dro to ease a nigga mind That aint no knock on gittin high homie But I choose to live my life kicking it sober checkin niggas who get fly homie I watch my surroundings like my surroundings watchin me Stayin four steps ahead of them and and drop em if they blockin me Yeah it aint easy but im known to hold it down I seen my patna shop brotha leave home and he still aint been found Its been two years but still we fight to never lay him down And pray he don't get called and have to put his people under ground [Chorus] (Thanks to Francisco for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania