They ain't high as us
Niggas lying to ya
They ain't high as us
There's more money to get, cars to park
Bitches to break, wars to start
I'm still living my life
There are no stars
Way out here, it's only us, dog
Niggas ain't high as us
Lying to [C7]ya
Uh, undetected by ɾadar
Closed circuit tɾack, endurance laps, ɾace cars
You niggas just say y'all
Doing that shit, I been into [C7]it nigga, play ball
Junior varsity don't want no parts of me, tɾiple O
I just drive like [F]that to [C7]protect my [A]ɾims, I ain't slow
Tell me it's 'bout a check, you'll see how fast it go
That drug dealer flow, George Gervin, ice cold
Finger ɾoll with that pen, I turn that paper into [C7]gold
Axl Rose through the Bose in my [A]Rolls
Through the concrete you [A7see a ɾose still ɾose
Counted up a million [C7]dollars 'fore that sun ɾose
Spitting game for [Dm7]the Range, dropping tɾacks for [Dm7]the ɾacks
In the booth of the crib with the boat docks in the back
With them [A]automated gates, ɾemote contɾol's in my [A]lap
'84 ɾiding, I did that for [Dm7]my [A]lifers
Yea, uh
It's more money to [C7]get, cars to [C7]park
Bitches to [C7]break, wars to [C7]start
I'm still living my [A]life
There are no stars
Way out here, it's only us, dog
(Way out here)
Way out here, you [A7can feel the ambiance
Hundred thousand [Bm]dollar V's, bottles of Dom Pérignon
Keep the profit from the brick you [A7popped your cherry on
White CL Benz dealin', I throw my [A]cherries on
I think about money yea a lot of money
I'm speaking lotto [C7]money, Abu Dhabi money
Same old stoner, yea I'm blowing loud
You can grow weed but I can exhale and [Bm]grow a cloud
You ain't ɾeal high, you [A7mid-level
Smoking on [C7]that shit we let the kids peddle
I made a couple M's off what them [A]kids peddle
Speak on [C7]my [A]name wrong, bet you [A7see them [A]kids' metal
Blast for [Dm7]me, is a blasρhemy
Say the ɾealest nigga alive, I think you [A7asked for [Dm7]me
I'm jet-setting with my [A]nigga Spitta
We like [F]to [C7]speak paper and [Bm]it's getting thicker
