Styles - Good Times Lyrics

I Get High, I Get High
I Get High, I Get High
I Get High, I Get High
I Get High on your memories
High on your memories
High on your memories
I Get High, high, high, high (Everyday)
I Get High, high, high, high (Everynight)
I Get High, high, high, high (All the time)
Highhhh (In background thoughout song)

(Verse One- Styles)

Everyday I need an ounce and a half
S.P.: the only flow'er that you know with a bounce in a half
Listen kid, I need a mountain of cash
So I could roll up, hop in the whip and like, bounce to the ave
I get, high cuz I'm in the hood, the guns in around
It take a blunt just to ease the pain that humble me now
And I'd rather roll somethin' up

Cuz if I'm sober dogg, I just might flip, grab my guns and hold somethin' up
I get high as a kite

I'm in the zone all alone, muthaf**ka 'case I'm dyin tonight
So I roll em up back to back, fat as I could
You got beef with Styles P, I come to slide to the hood

Chorus

I Get High, high, high, high (Everyday)
I Get High, high, high, high (Everynight)
I Get High, high, high, high (All the time)
High, high, high, high (Everyday)
I Get High, high, high, high (Everynight)
I Get High, high, high, high (All the time)
I Get High, high, high, high
Highhhh

(Verse Two- Styles)

Ayo, I smoke like a chim-in-ney
Matta fact I, smoke like a gun
When a killa see his enemy
I smoke like Bob Marley did

Add to that, that I smoke like the Hippies did back in the 70's
Spit with the finishing touch

Get this, that I'ma finish you before I finish the dutch
I get high like the birds and the planes

I get high when, bullets hit faces after words exchanged
I get a rush off the blunt and the walls, you understand
Like the M-5 pedal when its touchin' the floor
I get high cuz fuck it, what's better to do

And I'ma neva give a fuck cuz I'm better than you

Chorus

(Verse Three- Styles)

I'ma smoke til my lungs collapse
I'm from a era where
N***as cause terror over guns and crack
Where a dolla bill is powerful

I smoke weed cuz time seem precious, and I know what a hour do

High for a livin, gots ta ride for a livin
Wit my real gangsta niggas that'll die for a livin
Shit I get as high as I could

Cuz if you see things like I see things
Cuz I'ma die in the hood

Muthaf**ka understand its full service to you
I don't smoke the weed if it ain't purple or blue
And you could name any rapper, if you want he could die
This is S.P. dump it in, you b**** I get high

Chorus Til Fade

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