[Verse: Dan Marc]
Spit on the mic, and you know that I'm going
I'm going so hard that you know that I'm flowing
I Can never stop, cause you know that I'm grinding
I keep it so high that she know that I'm flying
Who do you mean? I gotta stay.. on my hustle and grind
What do you think I'll find? Gotta..
Gotta know, that a n***a gotta shine
When I came back and a n***a shine with the light
When I..
Came back, and you never got a bite
And I calmed down, f**, right before the big fight
And day by day, when ya gotta go to work
Working everyday, when ya feet still hurt, Ah
Gah Dang, what'd I say, I gotta do
What I do, what I say, when I came back fool
Mothaf**a I don't give a f**
Cause the struggles in my life are kinda tough
It's High Life, My Life
High Life, My Life
You better know what the f** the deal.. is
I don't give a f**, if your sitting on the beat
Mothafkas.. I don't give a f**... for real. Damn
Smoking so much weed it.. it helps me go to sleep
p**y are like bud sometimes, they both gotta take them, go in deep
Damn
My bad Ace, You made this dope a** beat, I had to go on this sh**
Interlude n***as..