Big V aka Vito Banga - Get Me High lyrics
rate meGet me high, get me high, get me high, get me high
Make me laugh, make me laugh, make me cry, make me cry
Get me high, get me high, get me high, get me high
Make me laugh, make me laugh, make me cry, make me cry
Uh, a lot of things that I'll never be
Whole lot of places I'll never get to see
Crush crush weed, headed for my favorite pipe
What's dead that I love, can I bring it back to life?
Yeah, I'm drankin' on that crowd again
Got my eyes closed, staring at the town again
Friends and family are forever, I swear
If I don't say my prayers I'll end up having nightmares
Talked to Kentucky boy, say he miss a king green
I talked to my mother and she replied she missing me
Come up with a better plan, when you're chiefing better weed
Told myself the money talk she said nigger speak to me
Get me high, get me high, get me high, get me high
Make me laugh, make me laugh, make me cry, make me cry
Get me high, get me high, get me high, get me high
Make me laugh, make me laugh, make me cry, make me cry
Through a man shot his wife, in a six grind
Just for that fact cause judge didn't give him time
Why I don't see a bunch of us rise and fall
Jamie Fox gonna blame it on the alcohol
News flash about pain, I know the sword of the fiend
Beside, a school lunch, he ain't got shit to eat
Traffic through the night is what cocaine grants
Young boys with no choices fall victim to the game
Before they hit the station letting all veins
That's why I had to make an exit out the game
Stop plotting for real, now I'm just praying
For me to get out it's gonna take a lot of patience
Get me high, get me high, get me high, get me high
Make me laugh, make me laugh, make me cry, make me cry
Get me high, get me high, get me high, get me high
Make me laugh, make me laugh, make me cry, make me cry
3.5 on the scales, giving boys Hell
My Lord's prayer was don't let me go to jail
Eye 24, fucking with scales
Fool court pressure, every bucket nail
Fellas on the yard, can't believe I ain't jailed
Kites to the street, wishing me well
Explosive manner, wins all the battles
Toasting with my kids cost a hard time behind bars
Split another bar, honey in the best I got thanking Jesus Christ for every day I think I got
Mary, James lies passion when I see a mic
My teary eyes would energize, every time I write
Get me high, get me high, get me high, get me high
Make me laugh, make me laugh, make me cry, make me cry
Get me high, get me high, get me high, get me high
Make me laugh, make me laugh, make me cry, make me cry.<br />
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Thanks to Andrei
Thanks to georgesheardexpress9 for correcting these lyrics