Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends Mm, get high with a little help from my friends Do you need anybody? Could it be anybody? I want somebody to love Billy Shears What would you think if I sang

All I wanna do is get high by the beach All I wanna do is get by by the beach Get by baby, baby, bye bye The truth is I never bought into your bullshit When you would pay tribute to me 'Cause I know that All I wanted to do was get high by the beach Get

Nobody gets too much heaven no more It's much harder to come by I'm waiting in line Nobody gets too much love anymore And harder to climb It's as high as a mountain Everything we are will never die Loving's such a beautiful thing Are you just a dream to

"It's time" "She's gone hasn't she, Michael?" "Thank you, Mary Poppins" "I won't forget Mary Poppins " So hold on tight to those you love And maybe soon from up above You'll be blessed so keep on looking high While you're underneath the lovely London sky

I got a grind, won't stop, hustle won't quit Shine like no other, I be on some other shit I got high price lifestyle, super bad bitch If I want it, bet I got it If I don't bet all I gotta do is Go, get it, stay up out my business Ball 'til I fall,

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

You know wild bitches tellin' you lies But out there's my water baby, so I hold it down I'm ya' nigga, I'm ya' nigga It-It-It-It's here, the West side Baby MI, MI And I'm out in Miami Gettin' so high, so high Shawty' my nigga, down for whateva'

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

There's levels to your love And I know, we can get higher Levels, levels, levels, levels Yeah, there's levels to your love And I keep on climbing up Let them go, all the one's tryna get in the door I'ma go where they all couldn't go Up a floor, up a