High Life Lyrics

(Yeah, yeah, uh)

(Oh, yeah, yeah, uh)

(Roll up, roll up)

I roll up, in a red Ferrari like Mario (oh, yeah)

My teachers said I wouldn't make it, now look at me (oh)

I know you're somewhere, feelin' low

'Cause I just blew your whole paycheck on some Louis V's (oh, yeah)

I got nothin' to lose, but a whole lot to prove

My mama hustled hard just to get me through school

My Uncle Jay got caught and ended up in the news

This all I knew, had to grind, couldn't sit and choose

I used to pray for a better life

Now I'm in New York, ridin' high in a G-Wagon

I'm chillin' with the stars, no chaser, just laggin'

And fine women all around, they just keep on braggin'

I know my ex-girl's down bad, regretting

Leaving me, watching every little move I make

I know my old crew tells the new ones

That I changed up, spinning tales that were all fake

Shit, it's just the same (nah), I'm living in my lane

How you still hatin'? Two years back, you were in my place

Tenth grade, dropped out, used to crash at Nate's spot

Now I bought my mom a crib, who would've thought that I'd

Roll up, in a red Ferrari like Mario (oh, yeah)

My teachers said I wouldn't make it, now look at me (oh)

I know you're somewhere, feelin' low

'Cause I just blew your whole paycheck on some Louis V's (oh, yeah)

Yeah, I get to thinkin' 'bout this shit, it's like, hm, look

Never did you wrong, never played you once, no

I always kept it real from the start, oh

I always tried to keep it chill, but you were ice cold (I did)

There's a lot more to the story that they don't know (oh, whoa)

There's a lot more to the story than the photos (oh, oh)

There's a lot more to the story and we both know

But it's alright, I'll be fine, no, oh

Long as my money tight, I'll be fine, no, oh

Long as my girl ride, I'll be fine, oh-oh

Long as the crew's solid, then I'm good, on God

I used to pray for a better life

Now I'm in New York, ridin' high in a G-Wagon

I'm chillin' with the stars, no chaser, just laggin'

And fine women all around, they just keep on braggin'

I know my ex-girl's down bad, regretting

Leaving me, watching every little move I make

I know my old crew tells the new ones

That I changed up, spinning tales that were all fake

(Roll up, roll up, yeah)

(Oh, yeah, yeah, uh)

(Roll up, roll up)

(Yeah, yeah, uh)