In the evidence of its brilliance Would you like to try? Connect to the sky Brilliance? Future lovers ride, Their ambitions high I'm gonna tell you about love Come with me Let's forget your life

You like your girls insane Don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough, I don't know why Keep making me laugh Let's go get high The road is long, we carry on Try to have fun in the meantime Come take a walk

Let's get high, high Come on let's get high, high All these niggas and all these hoes in here, somebody here gon' fuck Talking that, walking that, spitting at hoes Smoking this, drinking that, hitting at hoes Fuck this I'm hitting that I'm hitting em

Baby let's get high, John Wayne Every john is just the same I'm sick of their city games I crave a real wild man I'm strung out on John Wayne It's like, I just love a cowboy you know I'm just like, I just, I know, it's bad But I'm just like Can I just

Spend it all on you Dancing on empty wallets Living our lives Until we die Get too high when I'm high So we see eye-to-eye, whoa, oh And away and away we go Sugar caught a break The fluid ain't to blame

Pound the alarm! Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down Music, makes me, high Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own

Let's get crazy! Let's get crazy Get up and dance Take a swing Do your thing It's worth taking a chance Don't miss out, time to shout Always keeping it real Our songs, our style

Divided states of the world Divided states of America If we don't all stand together, we will fall Let's reach across that great divide 'Cause they built these walls so high Oh, divided states of America If we don't all stand together (together), we will

Get buzzed, let's get fucked up Get, get, get drunk lets California show me love California throw it up California, so high we'll ride all night California, show me love Get, get, get Comin' straight outta Cali (what!?) The 818 valley (what?!)

I got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass 'em to my niggaz c'mon Now tell me what y'all smoking What kinda heat y'all holdin' Well is your creep move potent We got the plan in motion Want to get high, come smoke with me Smoke with me, light it up