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We get higher and higher Crazy blue like St. Elmo's fire Love's so sharp and flat That it's hard to know just where you're at We get higher and higher Crazy blue like St. Elmo's fire Love's so sharp and flat That it's hard to know just where you're at From the back to the front door Dealers on the Southside sellin' on their front door Little bit of weed, little bit of crack, whatever you need While I'm sellin' out shows in the ice cold Shout out to the homies in the front row with the blunt rolled That waited for hours in the snow just to see me flow So you know I gotta stay after the show 'Cause if Chi-Town show love, I'ma show love Outside, no gloves in the wintertime 'Cause I'm hungry like dinnertime Stayin for every single one of my fans Autographs 'til I couldn't feel my hands Just a man with a plan, but you wouldn't understand I get high by the notes, you get high by the gram (Sinatra) While you smoke to this, reminisce When I wrote to this, up-and-comers take note to this We get it done on tour, waking up before the sundown Letras de cancionesLake Shore Drive shooting videos (Logic) On the block getting spotted by them city hoes (Hey!) I know I never had to wonder if it's love or not Shout-out to the homies up at Jugrnaut For keeping a motherfucker fresh, hell yes No contest when it comes to gear in the city they be the best Love my girls outgoing in my City, Chi But it's MD till the day I die We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky Shorties love it when I rub it 'cause I never leave 'em dry We get high, oh so high, that's what they say in the Chi I get high, you get high 'cause I'm the one that supply We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky Shorties love it when I rub it 'cause I never leave 'em dry We get high, oh so high, that's what they say in the Chi I get high, you get high 'cause I'm the one that supply We get higher and higher Crazy blue like St. Elmo's fire Love's so sharp and flat That it's hard to know just where you're at Shout-out to the Bobby Soxer girls that just love the flow Chillin out late night with the weed lit blunt split and the paper rolled RattPack smoking loudpack yeah they 'bout that Haters talking shit yeah I never doubt that With the GPS flow we re-route that Road to riches we be 'bout that Getting money like Oprah Fryin' motherfuckers like Okra Put your L up if you be a smoker Full-time toker Everything I got that's what I'm given no division till it's over Sleeping on the Young Sinatra like a sedative Now they on a brother's dick, so repetitive And they wonder why, and they wonder why We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky Shorties love it when I rub it 'cause I never leave 'em dry We get high, oh so high, that's what they say in the Chi I get high, you get high 'cause I'm the one that supply We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky Shorties love it when I rub it 'cause I never leave 'em dry We get high, oh so high, that's what they say in the Chi I get high, you get high 'cause I'm the one that supply We get high We get higher and higher Crazy blue like St. Elmo's fire Love's so sharp and flat That it's hard to know just where you're at We get higher and higher Crazy blue like St. Elmo's fire Love's so sharp and flat That it's hard to know just where you're at We get higher and higher From Letras Mania