High Hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
I got high hopes
I got low mileage
Float by with no co pilot
Feel blue when I smoke violet
Old me would get so violent
Smoke loud till my thoughts silent
Life hard but I keep smiling
Life hard but I keep smiling
Can I get away for awhile
I can see the finish line now
Still chasing rearview Dreams
Everything closer than it seems
Back in the days of home alone
Before I got my provolone
Before WiFi and mobile phones
A brother had to go & get his focus on
Real talk it was hard to dream
When young boys pull out magazines
Can't say (shhh) but they on the press
And now they families depressed with
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
Lemme spit a verse for the young ones
Lemme get a piece of your time
You can get a piece, or a check
In the streets
But you can't get a peace of mind
This here more than a rhyme
I know this life ain't kind
Flat out broke and you just want smoke
And you know that's all you'll find
I was out cold in the projects
Didn't get hit by Opps
Got jumped in to the nonsense
Cuz I wanna go be bigshot
Wanna go sell crystal
Till I got hit with a pistol
Thank God, didn't lose my soul
So far I got my goals and these
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
I got high hopes
I got low mileage
Float by with no co pilot
Feel blue when I smoke violet
Old me would get so violent
Smoke loud till my thoughts silent
Life hard but I keep smiling
Life hard but I keep smiling
Can I get away for awhile
I can see the finish line now
Still chasing rearview Dreams
Everything closer than it seems
Back in the days of home alone
Before I got my provolone
Before WiFi and mobile phones
A brother had to go & get his focus on
Real talk it was hard to dream
When young boys pull out magazines
Can't say (shhh) but they on the press
And now they families depressed with
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
Lemme spit a verse for the young ones
Lemme get a piece of your time
You can get a piece, or a check
In the streets
But you can't get a peace of mind
This here more than a rhyme
I know this life ain't kind
Flat out broke and you just want smoke
And you know that's all you'll find
I was out cold in the projects
Didn't get hit by Opps
Got jumped in to the nonsense
Cuz I wanna go be bigshot
Wanna go sell crystal
Till I got hit with a pistol
Thank God, didn't lose my soul
So far I got my goals and these
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
High, high, high hopes
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Writer(s): Gabriel Nwajiaku
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