Does Heaven have a dealer? Do they sell the love for cheaper than in Hollywood? As hell is gettin' colder, I don't plan on gettin' older in this neighborhood I've seen the sunset rise through dilated eyes, but I can't keep this goin' So when the sunrise sets and the beat has left my chest, oh, I think it's worth knowin' When we die, tell me, can we still get high? When we die, tell me, can we still get high? If you fall far too deep Lose yourself in your new life Head over heels for your new eyes Let's name-change, you're a new wife I wanna know, do you still keep your promises And make your time for me? I have a prophecy, yeah, I think you're immortal, oh Hey, hey, it's a sight to see When you come back to me, I won't hold it over your head To escape the realities Come and do drugs with me (ah, ah-ah, ah-ah) Come and do drugs with me (ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, can we still get high?) Come and do drugs with me (ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, can we still get high?) Hey, hey (ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah) Can we still get high? (Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ooh, ooh, ooh) Can we still get high? (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah) Can we still get high? (Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah) Can we still get high? (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah) Yeah Mm Ah When we die, tell me, can we still get high? When we die, tell me, can we still get high?

Hey Sit back, watch how I let, I let it roll off, yeah Days go bad, that's just how they get Now add them all up, yeah Feel good now, chin up and move by Sometimes is nothing right So when we get low Woah, we get high And we don't know how it goes No one at our show Our money's been getting tight But when we get low Woah, we get high, ha-ha-ha I'm looking for the light at the end of the night I light a match and watch it all burn down Can't always be a good one Everyone knows one Where everything start going south, yeah Feel good now, chin up and move by Sometimes is nothing right So when we get low Woah, we get high And we don't know how it goes No one at our show Our money's been getting tight But when we get low Woah, we get high, ha-ha-ha Sit back, watch how I let, I let it roll off, yeah Days go bad, that's just how they get Now add them all up, yeah Feel good now, chin up and move by Sometimes is nothing right So when we get low Woah, we get high And we get high And we get high, oh-oh-oh We get high And we get high, we get Woah, we get high, ha-ha-ha Haha, skrr

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 'Cuz if Chi-Town show love, I'mma show love Outside, no gloves in the wintertime 'Cuz 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 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 Lake Shore Drive shooting videos 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 Juggernaut 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 'til the day I die We get high Oh so high That my mind is in the sky Shorties love it when I rub it 'Cuz I never leave them dry We get high Oh so high That's what they say in the Chi I get high You get high 'Cuz I'm the one that supplies We get high Oh so high That my mind is in the sky Shorties love it when I rub it 'Cuz I never leave them dry We get high Oh so high That's what they say in the Chi I get high You get high 'Cuz I'm the one that supplies 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, 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're a smoker Full-time toker Everything I got that's what I'm given no division 'til 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 'Cuz I never leave them dry We get high Oh so high That's what they say in the Chi I get high You get high 'Cuz I'm the one that supplies We get high Oh so high That my mind is in the sky Shorties love it when I rub it 'Cuz I never leave them dry We get high Oh so high That's what they say in the Chi I get high You get high 'Cuz I'm the one that supplies 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