[Intro]

Oh, oh, oh
(All I wanna do is get high with my friends)
All I wanna do is get high with my friends
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
All I wanna do

[Chorus]

All I wanna do is get high with my friends
If I die in the process, it'll be the end
Just a kid from the projects, I was born to win
In a world full of darkness, I was born to sin
Getting stuck in the past tense
Cause the present ain’t shit but elastic
They stretching the truth like it matter
Getting high off my thoughts, but I manage
Things ain't going exactly as planned

[Verse 1]

Devil on my shoulder like, "what's up ?"
I look back, I’m like, "what's up ?"
He spoke up, he said, "good luck"
I said, "I don't need luck"
Then he pulled out the blue pills
Damn, I think I need 'em
Damn, I think I need 'em
Damn, I think I need 'em
Chop-choppa on my hip, n*gga, no freeze
No cocaine, that's a nosebleed
Fuck n*ggas think that they know me
Outta space, I don't got no peace
Gun on my hip, yeah, my piece
I don’t run from shit but the police
Now I’m damn near finna start shooting at them too
Blaow, blaow, blaow, let 'em have it
T-t-two blue pills in my hand
Am I ’gon take 'em and get high again ?
Am I 'gon lace myself in all them meds ?
Going too hard off the percs with the friends
N*gga, fuck your cash, went and got my own
No Jay-Z, better watch the throne
My hand all on my chrome
Bite down on the molly, yeah, like "mmm"
[Chorus]

All I wanna do is get high with my friends
If I die in the process, it'll be the end
Just a kid from the projects, I was born to win
In a world full of darkness, I was born to sin
Getting stuck in the past tense
Cause the present ain’t shit but elastic
They stretching the truth like it matter
Getting high off my thoughts, but I manage
Things ain't going exactly as planned

[Verse 2]

Things ain't going exactly as planned
Making mistakes but I say to myself :
"The mistakes that I make, they won't happen again"
So even when I lose, lil n*gga, I win
I don't got nothing to lose, I got everything to win
Favorite pill-color blue, take two with the gin
Cold sweats, stomach fucked up, what the fuck, bruh ?
I'm going through the same withdrawals again
Lost in my mind, I know it's a trance
I'ma fly high, n*gga, in these D&G pants
If I die high, n*gga, just know I was mad
That I ain't get the chance to get high again
(Chance to get high again)
(Chance to get high again)
[Chorus]

All I wanna do is get high with my friends
If I die in the process, it'll be the end
Just a kid from the projects, I was born to win
In a world full of darkness, I was born to sin
Getting stuck in the past tense
Cause the present ain't shit but elastic
They stretching the truth like it matter
Getting high off my thoughts, but I manage
Things ain't going exactly as planned