Lyrics:
When I was in High School
Bitch I was the plug
For my family I need Better days
Im talking Better days
Discipline
Lately my followers aint been
Started this shit back in the 10th grade
Now we paving lanes it's time to elevate
Yeah
Started this shit back in the 10th grade
Now we paving lanes
grade
I've been sitting on the cloud
Let them stay there full of hate
And run there chatty, chatty mouth
I know I've been on my way
I've been feeling
sold out the garden
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you
guess that's why they Call Him cce, he first placing
So if cce Call Me for a play, I'ma cce It
High Grade Society times Hickman L.c.
Yea
Yea I
face
And I ain't tryna see early grave
I hope the Lord watches over me
Smoking on the high grade
Thinking about the better days
Joy won't feel good if
you by my side I'm fine
Let's take it back to high school
Walking through the halls holding hands let's skip a class and go act a fool
I'm not acting
contemplating plans
For the next diamond heist
Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs
I study every part of they mind and
Make my rhyme better than yours
Elevated by
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round
Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover
fuckers stayin' mad
Bastard, I'm a Snow, just like what we writing in
I get high and ride dragons just to come home again
We in the stu', too high to even
Written by DeAngelo Samuel
Lets some this weed yeah
Lets some this weed yeah
Lets smoke this weed yeah
Lets smoke this weed yeah
Get high as ya
Carry mi home
Right now mi cyaan' even find mi phone
High grade ah buss up inna head
Mi need fi call Simone
Right now mi drunk nuh bomboclat
Carry mi
when mi pray Amen
People eva seh mi fi stop di smoking
Mi look ina dem eyes ask dem if a joke ting
Widout di high grade everything provoking
Mi nah stop
nigga
I like my smoke with some hash nigga
I like my smoke with some hash nigga
Roll it up in OCB
Smoke 3 like OCD
Nigga high grade THC
Mix wit some
grade roll up and it just gi mi the vibes
Jamaican party
Run come feel the vibes
Mi have my shorty and she by my side
Dress down and classy and har
My baby ever got the high grade
Spliff in her mouth, age up the chalice and say, "Shall we blaze?"
Oh yeah!
Out of many, she alone get the crown
to change our schools And then some problems came My Nrother went to middle school All By himself for seventh grade
And my older sister went to high School
Squaddy mi nah stop bun my ganja
So come put on di handcuff dem
Memba' mi must get bail
Carry mi go jail ah in deh di high grade sell
Mr. officer low mi
ya
Partner, let me upgrade ya
I can do for you what Martin did for the people
Ran by the man, but the women keep the tempo
It's very seldom that
hella high
Start laughin' and jokin'
Thats how I was raised
First smoked in the eighth grade
All my homies sold weed, they was self paid
Self made, young
the smell it's
Some high grade cannabis
Roll a joint, hit a bong, we gon' get lit
We don't opеn up the window, lotta
Smoking strong just like I'm in the gym
high dunk it down down flight white
Smokin grade A give me A with the face
That's a A-plus
Been getting dough
Been rolling Rotis
Baby Stop acting like
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round
Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover
ya
Watch out kid cause in the end its gonna get ya
Elaine was a high school girl she had it made
Never late to school with above average grades
Her
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