High Times Lyrics

I can't feel my face

I can't see my eyes

Cloud all in my lungs

Smoke all in the sky

Raindrops hit my window

I want to go outside

You might say I'm tripping

But I think I can fly

Fly, Fly I think I can fly

Fly, fly I think I can fly

Now if I jump off this cliff

I wonder will I fall or will I take lift

I mean will I take flight

In the heat of the night

Cause uh we got them pipes

Oh yea we got them pipes

With the red dot we want headshots

If you play we gon air it out

Don't be scared now

You was popping all that cap shit we at ya head now

Ain't this what you wanted shawty don't go fed now

And that's why I fuck with keisha she gon keep a Nigga leveled

She gon take me up a level I been dancing with devil

Boy I gotta keep a shovel

And we want it all or nothing we'll never settle

Yea bitch ima ball

Nigga fresh prince without the Carlton

Up here in the stars, I'm on Mars I'm a Martian

You know all my bars be on fire bitch a arsenal

The way I murder beats they should charge him

But don't get caught up in the ways of the earth

And get to dwelling on that pain and that hurt

Remind myself every day what I'm worth

Stuff a cone, become one with the universe bitch I'm gone

I can't feel my face

I can't see my eyes

Cloud all in my lungs

Smoke all in the sky

Raindrops hit my window

I want to go outside

You might say I'm tripping

But I think I can fly

Fly, fly I think I can fly

Fly, fly I think I can fly

Paranoia got me hearing voices

Inside my head and I see dead people

But I fear no evil

I'm prepared for when the reaper come

Cause I know I gotta go one day

Beating on my chest like Harambee

Ape shit, King Kong ain't got nothing on me even on my training day

I put the money up in case of a rainy day

Raindrops hit my windowpane, I can't even stand the rain

My missy gimme something I can feel like Aretha Franklin

That's why I suffer withdrawals when I'm without her

My lady heroine

Up up and away we go again

I don't puff puff like snoop but I mix the orange juice with the gin

When I'm fucked up I spin

Around the room like it's deja vu

I see two of you I'm bout to pass out

Maybe I should take off like nasa

And crash out like a dummy I'm going dumb

Nova cane keep a Nigga numb to the pain

But I just wanna be sane

I can't feel my face

I can't see my eyes

Cloud all in my lungs

Smoke all in the sky

Raindrops hit my window

I want to go outside

You might say I'm tripping

But I think I can fly

Fly, fly I think I can fly

Fly, fly I think I can fly