The Ultimate High (LP Version)

Lyrics
[Intro: Nature] Do you see what I see? Do you smoke what I smoke? Do you wanna smoke? Do you wanna ride? Yeah, ayo, ayo [Verse 1: Nature] When I walk into a room, niggas feel a slight breeze Stay a little while till they feel they might freeze Never understood why they never liked me 'Cause when I locked the door, they turned into to Icees Starin' at my feet all you see is Nikes Bet you never seen a ill pair like these Size ten, never find me in a tight squeeze At the airport, minutes before my flight leaves Round trip tickets to who knows where Stay boarding, never at least a day's warning Previous plans, they spoiling A dollar and a dream, the theme to New York state drawings From St. John's to Wake Forest, wait for us Straight ballers, you hearin' it first Nate flawless in almost every event Puttin' up point, while niggas like y'all stay scoreless [Chorus] All my niggas from the projects, light one up To my bitches from the projects, light one up And stay high, high And pass me a cup of that good shit (so high) We on some hood shit (so high) Niggas from the projects, light one up To my bitches from the projects, light one up And stay high, high And pass me a cup of that good shit (so high) We on some hood shit (so high) [Verse 2: Nas] What's me without the hood? A tree without wood A Dutch with no bud, a cut wit no blood A fuck but don't nut, I be incomplete If me and the street wasn't in between the sheets I'm a product of hard luck, the money and murder game Here's Nature, kill a faker, man you heard of the name From the cold streets of QB, old beef to new beef No peace, through the song, what I see you see [Verse 3: Nature] Mad bitches wanna smoke wit me Niggas wanna roll wit me Usually in my hood, find me in yo' city Grimy yet so pretty, it's like there's two me's With no favorites, I try to love both of me Thinkin of a way where I can better myself Sometimes I get ahead of myself Smokin' weed wit intention, frontin' like I got it prescribed So high I must be out of my mind [Chorus] All my niggas from the projects, light one up To my bitches from the projects, light one up And stay high, high And pass me a cup of that good shit (so high) We on some hood shit (so high) Niggas from the projects, light one up To my bitches from the projects, light one up And stay high, high And pass me a cup of that good shit (so high) We on some hood shit (so high) [Verse 4: Nature] It's like hoppin' in a glass pool, half full Niggas only hit the bottom when they crash through Mash fools out like they fast food Bon appetit, platinum or not, it ain't no match for me I sum niggas whole careers up, scared tough niggas Bluff niggas into thinkin that their year's up It ain't a game, took six months off, the shit jumps off Mini-me's are gettin' punched in they jaw My dunn call this shit animal rap Me, I call it dumbin' My near-sighted niggas saw it comin' More stunnin', brand new flows to toy with Neck flooded on some Hurricane Floyd shit Back and forth to St. Crouix kid, same plan Playin' Sega Dreamcast till the plane lands A changed man, niggas don't know, they never will And if they don't understand, then they ain't fam', simple as that [Chorus] All my niggas from the projects, light one up To my bitches from the projects, light one up And stay high, high And pass me a cup of that good shit (so high) We on some hood shit (so high) Niggas from the projects, light one up To my bitches from the projects, light one up And stay high, high And pass me a cup of that good shit (so high) We on some hood shit (so high)
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Credits
- Writers
- Nature
- Nas
- Poke
- Tone
- Alan Hawkshaw