Higher Learning (Exhale)

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Freddie Gibbs - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Higher Learning (Exhale)

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...up up and away All day I smoke that kush, that purp, I'm high, up up and away Deal with the madness a ha na na I get high everyday All day I smoke that kush, that purp, I'm high, up up and away Deal with the madness a ha na na I get high everyday Hell of a, hell of a, hell of a high Hell of a, hell of a, hell of a high Hell of a, hell of a, hell of a high Hell of a, hell of a, hell of a high You know I'm smoking, smoking, rolling, rolling (Rolling a dream) You know I'm smoking, smoking, rolling, rolling (Rolling a dream) You know I'm smoking, smoking, rolling, rolling (no sticks, no seeds) You know I'm smoking, smoking , rolling, rolling (Rolling a dream) I'm rollin' with the top back, show me where the bomb at Seven to a whole damn zone I'ma cop that We smoking like its legal, give a damn where the cops at, stank up the ride I'm rollin' with the top back, show me where the bomb at Seven to a whole damn zone I'ma cop that Smoking like its legal, give a damn where the cops at stank up the ride, the ride All day I smoke that kush, that purp, I'm high, up up and away Deal with the menace a ha na na i get high everyday All day I smoke that kush, that purp, I'm high, up up and away Deal with the menace a ha na na i get high everyday [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] All rise, the almighty father open my eyes It was June fourteenth, one nine nine five My thirteenth birthday I met this dame Drove my boys insane, Mary Jane was her name First girl to steal my heart with one kiss Got me tricking off chips to kick it with this bitch And she always told me she'd love me for life I now pronounce You man and wife Mary Mary girl, I need ya, I just want a piece of Sticky, stanky, chunky, country, hunky, funky reefer Ease my mind for the second, the minute, maybe the hour Freddie cougar kushie monster, killa shit I devour Toking that Okinawa, that Purple Urkle, that Master Go through a nigga personal stash turned into ashes I'm outer space above the clouds I'm telling you why Smoking tweeds is a hell of a high It's a hell of a high (So high) Yeah, fasho Smoking tweeds is a hell of a high (So high) Niggas been drinking that wine, smoking them tweeds (so high) Cut the lights out in this motherfucker (I'm so high) He on a helluva high, helluva high [Guitar solo] I thought I told you Something to smoke to Something to ride to [?] get high to [?] to [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Now you know like a know [?] Then I went to Cali and And I came up on some that go 800 a o King Kush straight kill that's how I refer to it A pound ain't enough You know I'mma burn through it And my niggas gon be stuck Once I put it in the air man 14 grams in my draws on the airplane Smoke like I never smoked before Green like I never seen before Woke up and smoked the bush sky high, yeah, sky high Blood circulating like a Sunday paper Break my swisher with my thumb, motherfucker razor Nigga use a lighter if you say you don't phase you That other kind of reefer can't get your highs I take, you Take a hit of this I call it Down goes Frazier I clown those hater that come to my spot with minimal paper On a [?] with just a nickel for later I keep a heap of fruity got a cutie from Jamaica They say your daddy and her uncle grow about a 8 I wonder where it started, my need to blow trees Ever since a teen I would proceed to smoke weed Fuck a punk job, I got a need for more cheese Tell me who's more addicted, me or the dope fiends Niggas with no dreams let their nightmares kill them I promise to never let the ghetto turn me to a victim I swear it should be [?] cause living in this condition Making it to 21 wasn't part of my premonition but I did it Drove sack lid in Pull my draws down at the top of the world and straight shitted Told motherfuckers my flow was big business (Out of your range) I can make a nigga 10 digits (Niggas is lame) All these niggas know it's flip [?] Get bitches, keep a chopper with an extension Bitch listen, I know I done did hella dirt But niggas is out of line, these kids is getting work For real this hurt when I read it in the post Make me want to vacate my city and get ghosts Tell my peeps and my folks that I'm out this bitch [?] some killer about to flow my way about this shit Cause I was raised in these goddamn streets Plus I got much game like my nigga Skrilla Been puffing Since I was 13 Mary Jane only dame keep a nigga same I break her down, roll her up and smoke away the pain man Yeah sky Sky high hey [Spoken outro]

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