[Intro: Smoke D]
Dog its real up in here
n***as will k** you if you f** up
You know what im saying
They shoot all kinds of game
Im just thankful the lord blessed me that I can see it a hundred miles away
You know
[Hook]
Hi Life
We living that hi life
Hi Life (Hi Life... mmmmmmmmmm)
We living that hi life... mmmmmmmmmmm
[Verse 1: Pimp C]
I'm tired living f**ed up, tired of living bad
Tired of hearing grandma telling me
When you gonna go to church Chad
Now I'm trying to live up to the image
That she would want me to be
But I got one foot in the street
And every week I flip a Ki
I never wanted to be a G
But n***as depend on me
It ain't safe to hit I-10
So n***as spend wit me
And all the n***as that I went to school wit
Got cool wit, went to fool wit
I dealt selling that white sh**
Pushing c**aine, n***as holding pistols
Dependant on the game
What ya want me to do, it's like somebody cut my throat
Got $20, 000, trying to turn it to a hundred
And ain't nobody got no dough
So n***as tend to smoke, bad habits do exist
And this b**h think that she can ease my mind
By s**ing my dick
b**h maybe for a minute but that sh** never lasts
In 1996 n***as is dying from laying on that a**
First Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died
And you wonder why young n***as out there smoking fry
I wish that I could tell you I wore a rubber everytime
But if I told you that n***a you know that I be lying
And I've been f**ing p**y 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 puts in work and front for my folks
Cause where I come from n***a, family just ain't no joke
Now D be getting married, and Edgar on the boat
But what about Baby Doe, some say that n***a's selling dope
And you know that I ain't lying, that just how family talk
But what you gonna do when the Devil poke you with his fork
And everybody sitting in the pulpit ain't saved
Most preachers are false prophets
f**ing hoes and getting paid
I'm looking for the
[Hook]
Hi Life
We living that hi life
Hi Life (Hi Life... mmmmmmmmmm)
We living that hi life... mmmmmmmmmmm
[Verse 2: Bun B]
You only got one life to live
That's all they give you to do it
You could bullsh** your way through it
Or stay true, it can be complicated cause n***as
Be getting shot in the cross
People and names get lost
The feeble and lame get tossed
The streets'll eat your a** alive
Take your positions 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 to die
On the streets that we be on
Motherf**ers sleeping on them corners that you pee on
Probably cause society felt they didn't belong
Now who in the f** made it this way for us
Got all these little n***as slanging that yay
Because it ain't like they make high levels gainable
And that punk piece of American pie just ain't obtainable
So how can I sustain a full life before d**h
Man, I'm left out here to make it by my goddamn self
Now c'mon, who gives a damn when you can't afford the turkey or ham
Living off of Raemon 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 that slab
Cause poverty will push a n***a over that brink
Over the edge especially if you don't know your ledge
So instead of being without, I'm hustling
Trying to get through these ungodly days
Thinking of ways to get the f** outta this maze
A man will committ a crime cause a f**ing crime pays
I'm going through a phase you don't grow out
Until there's a reason a mother f**ers gots to pour 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 can get one more try to make it
It's bullsh** he going through, but yo, he gots to take it
You can't fake it, to get that hi life
[Hook]
Hi Life
We living that hi life
Hi Life (Hi Life... mmmmmmmmmm)
We living that hi life... mmmmmmmmmmm