J. Cole - How High Lyrics
Whats love got to do, go to do with itI get a little taste then I'm through with itThen I send it right back to you with it(How high)Whats love got to do, go to do with itI get a little taste then I'm through with itThen I send it right back to you with it[Verse 1]Visionary play your position, no missionaryBut yet I pack Gospel in the quotes I spokeYou listening to the most high like the Pope on dopeNow picture thatMy poetry's deep now fish for thatOnly real niggas catch something, phoney niggas failShit you gotta feel like it's only read in brailleBoth did the crime but his homie didn't tellSo he *****ing *****es while he sitting lonely in a cellThinking well, what the hell I been onThey gave a nigga five then they threw another ten onBy the time I'm back on the streets like a bachelorI gotta play the clubs like an old ass womanLife is a movie, pick your own roleClimb your own ladder or you dig your own holeSit around crying that's like sitting round dyingYou wanna touch the sky ***** you figure out flying[Chorus]Nigga how high, so high that I could touch the skyHow sick, so sick that I could ***** yo' *****Nigga please, my squad stack plenty of G'sAnd if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of treesNigga how high, so high that I could touch the skyHow sick, so sick that I could ***** yo' *****Nigga please, my squad stack plenty of G'sAnd if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of trees[Verse 2]Hey, as the troubles of the world unfurlMy niggas hit the trees like squirrelsTryna get a nut with your girlThink I need to quit trying ‘fore some nigga out there try to hit mineKarma for the karma sutraA lot calmer when the ganja's through yaYou need ya armour cause them niggas out here tryna shoot yaKinda crucial, police piranha, gon snatch you out that HondaFor stashing that marijuanaYes, ya honour, I feel ashamedI broke the law but look I'll never smoke or steal againIn your courtroom wylin' out, I don't mean to keep smilingBut right now I'm high enough to probably steal a planeMan, just look at me, what if I couldn't read?Would you throw the book at meWhat if I'm feeling sad, am I supposed to look happyIt's been a long time comingTell my nigga roll me up something[Chorus]No I don't smoke, maybe once in a blueWhen the tention gets thick than there's nothing to doThrough the windows of my soul, open the blindMy eyes get shut but I open my mindHow high, la la la lahow high, hey hey heyhow high, yeah yeah yeah yeahHow high, la la la laIs that a shot that you threw little man?I understand, you frustrated career ain't going how you plannedMake it worse, you're friends, now when they talk rapAll you hear is “J Cole this†and “J Cole thatâ€ÂIt must be hard for your projects to take all thatI know your weak heart gotta break off thatBoy, look, Cole World this is your worst fearI'm burning you niggas and I'm only in first gearI'm serving you niggas this is only the first beer12 months from now, you'll be having the worst yearNo tears for the haters, I'm still counting moneyCole ain't dropping, that's real *****ing funnyGrade A dummy, sleeping on a nigga rapsSomething like a mummyBut I'mma wake yo' ass upSomething like your mommy on school dayI smoke two l's with ya girl this is Cool JHow highHow highHow high, yeahHow high, yeahWhat's love got to do, got to do with itI get a little taste then I'm through with itYeah I send it right back to you with it
