"High Off Life Freestyle (LA Edition)" lyrics
Welcome back, baby, High Off Life TV
First time ever in L.A., Los Angeles
I got JZAC wit' me
Let's run it
History in the making, baby, let's go
Ayy, lemme get to these words, I got a surplus
Turnt up, give 'em the works, I had to earn trust
See, I do this wit' love, I hate the word "lust"
Pussy too good, I almost nutted on the third thrust
Side bar, busy with a battle of life
I write a genius bar on an Apple device
Ayy, listen close, have 'em lookin' like they scratchin' at lice
I tell 'em facts, I ain't askin' advice, I laid it all out
A lot of you ain't really movin' how a man should
Who gonna go to war with me? Bet the fans would
Independent, I do it the way I wanna
Why these label rappers sittin' on a shelf like canned goods
Check the headspace, movin' to the next phase
Used to overlook recovery and rest days
I ain't never need a gimmick and a catch phrase
Scrappy as a alley cat, you don't wanna catch strays
I'm bicoastal off a microphone, dry vocal
If you couldn't see the vision, it's your bifocals
Supportin' me is the equivalent of "buy local"
I might go hit Hawaii like that guy, Fogell
I like to move around the country a lot
White rapper that ain't switchin' out to country or rock
Gummy or pop, it's not about the money or not
I've seen dark times, I've seen it when it's sunny and hot, I'm here
Ten toes for ten years, then ten more
This a bottle of Coke, throw in the Mentos
Mean this shit gonna explode, so let go
Quit holdin' on to the past and let regret go
I need a bigger pie even if it's less pieces
What's a pie if it's the size of Celeste pizzas?
They're small, you know? Like Celeste pizzas?
My Polish family in the States off a guest visa
The outlook is from an immigrant mind, please
Don't stress if you're a little behind
We all visitors with limited time
You don't have to fit the mold of that weird artificial design, uh-uh
My rich friends out in Cabo or the Maldives
I was back in New Hampshire with the fall leaves
Long sleeves and a beanie for the strong breeze
Shop at Whole Foods, but I prefer my women all D
Stupid-ass bar, please
Still in the pocket like phone, wallet, and car keys
In the San Diego sun playin' par threes
Lil' rap thing really aged like sharp cheese
Let us eat, be grateful, but do not settle
And we don't say, "Bon appétit," we say, "Smacznego"
You gotta understand the playin' field is not level
When it boils down to it, I'm a hot kettle
They want the stage, then they cry when they got heckled
Man, you wouldn't make it to the top level
I've been at it since we used to watch the Rock wrestle
All I needed was some paper and a sharp pencil
Laid the frame, I'm a carpenter
But there's levels to it like apartment floors
Ayy, I risked it all, if I don't hit the target
Then I'm back to workin' at department stores
Self doubt will shake a artist's core
More than planks and crunches, it's the art of war
But it's a mental battle, when I went to battle
I could guarantee you that my heart was pure
Maybe I'm chasing euphoria
Fuck wit' me, I might go Kendrick Lamar on ya
I was a kid watchin' Ludacris vids
'Til my sister came in and would change it to Daria
Even had potential there
I say, "Thanks," give mental prayers
Downside, no dental care
Plus side, I get a check just to come through and vent like central air
Givin' 'em premium flows
Grind like the beans in the medium roast
I'm sippin', you know that he spittin'
So go share this shit to your social, media post
I'm handpickin' every ingredient chose
All of these companies greedy, it shows
Playin' it dumb while they bein' exposed
All of the industry secrets unfold
Always been the family dreamer
Thinkin' big, they told me that I can't be eager
Where the grass is green don't mean the candy's sweeter
I'm the starter, closer, and the damn reliever
Need to— wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Okay, cool, I had to grab a breather
Damn, Jerry back to wipe the floor with bitches
You would think I had a gig at Stanley Steemer
Fans show love, lemme pop online
You love me like my girl love to shop online
Remember doin' skits tryna pop on Vine
SoundCloud songs tryna drop on time
Drunk at the shows, I forgot my lines
Thank God the crowd gonna jog my mind
Ain't a hill on Earth that I'm not gon' climb
I studied Wayne in his prime
That's why I had to do it so extraterrestrial
I didn't do the acceptable, always preferred unexpectable
Put on a show, it's a spectacle
Load up my plate with the vegetables
I ain't been smokin' on medical
They talkin' money in decimals
I'm in the lab like the chemicals
Come on, Mike (Hahahahahahahaha)
(Haha) Let's go, let's go (Woo), JZAC in the build— man
I came to rap (Woo)
First time ever in L.A., Los Angeles
I got JZAC wit' me
Let's run it
History in the making, baby, let's go
Ayy, lemme get to these words, I got a surplus
Turnt up, give 'em the works, I had to earn trust
See, I do this wit' love, I hate the word "lust"
Pussy too good, I almost nutted on the third thrust
Side bar, busy with a battle of life
I write a genius bar on an Apple device
Ayy, listen close, have 'em lookin' like they scratchin' at lice
I tell 'em facts, I ain't askin' advice, I laid it all out
A lot of you ain't really movin' how a man should
Who gonna go to war with me? Bet the fans would
Independent, I do it the way I wanna
Why these label rappers sittin' on a shelf like canned goods
Check the headspace, movin' to the next phase
Used to overlook recovery and rest days
I ain't never need a gimmick and a catch phrase
Scrappy as a alley cat, you don't wanna catch strays
I'm bicoastal off a microphone, dry vocal
If you couldn't see the vision, it's your bifocals
Supportin' me is the equivalent of "buy local"
I might go hit Hawaii like that guy, Fogell
I like to move around the country a lot
White rapper that ain't switchin' out to country or rock
Gummy or pop, it's not about the money or not
I've seen dark times, I've seen it when it's sunny and hot, I'm here
Ten toes for ten years, then ten more
This a bottle of Coke, throw in the Mentos
Mean this shit gonna explode, so let go
Quit holdin' on to the past and let regret go
I need a bigger pie even if it's less pieces
What's a pie if it's the size of Celeste pizzas?
They're small, you know? Like Celeste pizzas?
My Polish family in the States off a guest visa
The outlook is from an immigrant mind, please
Don't stress if you're a little behind
We all visitors with limited time
You don't have to fit the mold of that weird artificial design, uh-uh
My rich friends out in Cabo or the Maldives
I was back in New Hampshire with the fall leaves
Long sleeves and a beanie for the strong breeze
Shop at Whole Foods, but I prefer my women all D
Stupid-ass bar, please
Still in the pocket like phone, wallet, and car keys
In the San Diego sun playin' par threes
Lil' rap thing really aged like sharp cheese
Let us eat, be grateful, but do not settle
And we don't say, "Bon appétit," we say, "Smacznego"
You gotta understand the playin' field is not level
When it boils down to it, I'm a hot kettle
They want the stage, then they cry when they got heckled
Man, you wouldn't make it to the top level
I've been at it since we used to watch the Rock wrestle
All I needed was some paper and a sharp pencil
Laid the frame, I'm a carpenter
But there's levels to it like apartment floors
Ayy, I risked it all, if I don't hit the target
Then I'm back to workin' at department stores
Self doubt will shake a artist's core
More than planks and crunches, it's the art of war
But it's a mental battle, when I went to battle
I could guarantee you that my heart was pure
Maybe I'm chasing euphoria
Fuck wit' me, I might go Kendrick Lamar on ya
I was a kid watchin' Ludacris vids
'Til my sister came in and would change it to Daria
Even had potential there
I say, "Thanks," give mental prayers
Downside, no dental care
Plus side, I get a check just to come through and vent like central air
Givin' 'em premium flows
Grind like the beans in the medium roast
I'm sippin', you know that he spittin'
So go share this shit to your social, media post
I'm handpickin' every ingredient chose
All of these companies greedy, it shows
Playin' it dumb while they bein' exposed
All of the industry secrets unfold
Always been the family dreamer
Thinkin' big, they told me that I can't be eager
Where the grass is green don't mean the candy's sweeter
I'm the starter, closer, and the damn reliever
Need to— wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Okay, cool, I had to grab a breather
Damn, Jerry back to wipe the floor with bitches
You would think I had a gig at Stanley Steemer
Fans show love, lemme pop online
You love me like my girl love to shop online
Remember doin' skits tryna pop on Vine
SoundCloud songs tryna drop on time
Drunk at the shows, I forgot my lines
Thank God the crowd gonna jog my mind
Ain't a hill on Earth that I'm not gon' climb
I studied Wayne in his prime
That's why I had to do it so extraterrestrial
I didn't do the acceptable, always preferred unexpectable
Put on a show, it's a spectacle
Load up my plate with the vegetables
I ain't been smokin' on medical
They talkin' money in decimals
I'm in the lab like the chemicals
Come on, Mike (Hahahahahahahaha)
(Haha) Let's go, let's go (Woo), JZAC in the build— man
I came to rap (Woo)
Writer(s): Jerry Zajac, Julian Hecker
