Hi Life song by UGK from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap, Texas Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Hi Life Meaning
| [[Intro: Smoke D] Dawg, it’s real up in here Niggas will kill you if you fuck up You know what I’m saying? They shoot all kinds of game I’m just thankful the lord blessed me that I can see it a hundred miles away You know [Chorus] High life We living that high life High life (High life, mmm) We living that high life, mmm [Verse 1: Pimp C] I’m tired of living fucked up, tired of living bad Tired of hearing grandmama telling me “When you gonna go to church, Chad?” Now I’m tryna live up to the image that she would want to see But I got one foot in the street And every week I flip a ki I never wanted to be a G but niggas depend on me It ain’t safe to hit I-10 so niggas fear wit’ me And all the niggas that I went to school wit’ Got cool wit’, went to fool wit’ Out there sellin’ that white shit Pushing cocaine, niggas’ whole existence Dependent on the game What ya want me to do? It’s like somebody cut my throat Got twenty-thousand dollars trying to turn it to a hundred And ain’t nobody got no dough So niggas tend to smoke, bad habits do exist And this bitch think that she can ease my mind by sucking my dick Bitch, maybe for a minute but that shit never lasts It’s 1996, niggas is dying from laying on some ass First Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died And you be wonderin’ why young niggas out there smokin’ fry I wish that I could tell y’all I wore a rubber every time But if I told you that, nigga, you know that I be lying And I’ve been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine It’s getting to be a full-time job just trying to stay alive And crackers tend to smirk Offended by the weed smoke coming off my shirt But still I put in work and front for my folks ‘Cause where I come from, nigga, family just ain’t no joke Now D be gettin’ married, and Edgar on the boat But what about Baby Doe? Some say that nigga’s selling dope And you know I ain’t lying, that’s just how family talk But what you gonna do when the Devil poke you with his fork? And everybody sittin’ in the pulpit ain’t saved Most preachers just false prophets fucking hoes and getting paid I’m looking for the , [Chorus] High life (High life) We living that high life High life (High life, mmm) We living that high life, mmm [Verse 2: Bun B] You only got one life to live, that’s all they give us to do it You can bullshit your way through it Or stay true, it can be complicated ’cause niggas be gettin’ shot in the cross People and names get lost, the feeble and lame get tossed Streets’ll eat your ass alive Take your possessions with pistols, bare hands and knives And nobody’s surprised if somebody don’t survive the dusk to see dawn It’s treacherous how we was left here to just die on these streets that we be on Motherfuckers sleeping on them corners that you pee on Probably ’cause society felt they didn’t belong Now who in the fuck made it this way for us? Got all these little niggas selling that yay Because it ain’t like they make higher levels gainable And that quote piece of American pie just ain’t attainable So how can I sustain a full life before death? Man, I’m left out here to make it by my goddamn self Now come on, who gives a damn when you can’t afford the turkey or ham? Living off of ramen noodles, beef jerky and spam Now that’s sad, but that’s a fact of life All I can see in front of me is up for grabs, come off your slab ‘Cause poverty’ll push a nigga over the brink Over the edge especially if you don’t know your ledge And so instead of being without, I’m hustling Trying to get through these ungodly days Thinking of ways to get the fuck outta this maze A man’ll commit a crime ’cause a fucking crime pays I’m going through a phase you don’t grow out Until you a reason a motherfucker gots to po’ out His .40 on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind But still sometimes he don’t know why He walking around just hoping he get one more try to make it It’s bullshit he going through, but yo, he gots to take it You can’t fake it, to get the high life , [Chorus] High life (High life) We living that high life High life (High life) We living that high life, mmm (High life) High life We living that high life High life (High life) We living that high life High life We livin’ that high life (High life) High life (High life, mmm) We livin’ that high life] |
