Get Higher Cali Life Style
"Get Higher - Cali Life Style" is a #HipHop track released in 2021 that celebrates the laid-back California lifestyle, emphasizing themes of relaxation, positivity, and the pursuit of happiness. The lyrics highlight a carefree attitude, with unique melodic hooks and smooth beats that reflect West Coast vibes. Its chill aesthetic resonates with youth culture and the growing popularity of cannabis in California.
[Verse 1]
There ain′t no party like a West Coast
Party cause a west coast party don't stop
I′m gonna drop the top
Blaze a fat joint make the front of the Chevrolet hop
What goes up must come down
So prepare Yo self before we rise up from the ground
Tonight's the beginning of a brand new mission
No bitchin, no trippin just fucken with my vision
I shoot for the stars when i stimulate
My mind fully rested and to totally expect it to fire
The recipe: hard liquor, buds ands yay'
Destination the twilight zone my home every day
(Time for the real shit, time for some action)
Homies in the background chasin the dragon
Twist the glass inhale smoke and pass
To the neck is how we do it till we satisfied and laugh
[Verse 2]
Everyday i wonder just how i die
Only thing i really know is how to survive
Still livin in the fast lane serving something sinful
Juice tryna go from mine every time
When they come through
It's like "shit" when you start to tumble down
Thats why i stay a couple hundred feet above ground
Sky′s the limit when i'm crewing and lockin the brew
Strapped down for the one trip 9 to the 2
Now should i tell the truth or candy coat it with a lie
Some times i trip outt when it get′s real high
This ain't for days cock with that 12 gauge
A victim of my own mind in a glass cage
Voluntary visit shit has got me twitching
Makin no more excuses for the life i′ve been giving
Here today gone tomorrow just as quick
So imma eat up life until that bitch make me sick
There ain′t no party like a West Coast
Party cause a west coast party don't stop
I′m gonna drop the top
Blaze a fat joint make the front of the Chevrolet hop
What goes up must come down
So prepare Yo self before we rise up from the ground
Tonight's the beginning of a brand new mission
No bitchin, no trippin just fucken with my vision
I shoot for the stars when i stimulate
My mind fully rested and to totally expect it to fire
The recipe: hard liquor, buds ands yay'
Destination the twilight zone my home every day
(Time for the real shit, time for some action)
Homies in the background chasin the dragon
Twist the glass inhale smoke and pass
To the neck is how we do it till we satisfied and laugh
[Verse 2]
Everyday i wonder just how i die
Only thing i really know is how to survive
Still livin in the fast lane serving something sinful
Juice tryna go from mine every time
When they come through
It's like "shit" when you start to tumble down
Thats why i stay a couple hundred feet above ground
Sky′s the limit when i'm crewing and lockin the brew
Strapped down for the one trip 9 to the 2
Now should i tell the truth or candy coat it with a lie
Some times i trip outt when it get′s real high
This ain't for days cock with that 12 gauge
A victim of my own mind in a glass cage
Voluntary visit shit has got me twitching
Makin no more excuses for the life i′ve been giving
Here today gone tomorrow just as quick
So imma eat up life until that bitch make me sick
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