High Life
Don't you know that we're livin' up that high life, yeah
Woo, Manic Drive, Mr. Talkbox
West coast, can you, can you feel me?
Ha, first verse, drop it
Strangers know we're entertainers
Quick to be slick, party with the majors
But who cares, thinkin' about how we got here
Get the car parked, put the night in high gear
I guess we won't be leaving
'Cause something's got me thinkin' (thinkin')
West coast to the east side
All good, got the green light, ya
What'cha sayin' on the flip side?
Ya
So let me take you for a ride
What'cha sayin' tonight? (Talk to me, Talkbox)
West coast, can you feel me?
East side, tell me if you're feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
South Central, can you check it?
T.O. representing, feelin' alright (Let's go)
Livin' up the high life (high life)
Egos in black tuxedos
Puffin' their chest like they're Al Pacino
So let's go
Armani models
Fancy people holding empty bottles
I guess we won't be leaving (I guess we won't be leaving)
'Cause something's got me thinkin'
West coast to the east side
All good, got the green light, ya
What'cha sayin' on the flip side?
Ya
So let me take you for a ride
What'cha sayin' tonight? (Manic Drive, let's get it)
West coast, can you feel me?
East side, tell me if you're feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
South Central, can you check it?
T.O. representing, feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
(High life)
We're livin' up the high life
West coast, can you feel me?
East side, tell me if you're feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
Maybe I should turn it up?
Next level – go hard when the beat drops
I think I wanna turn it up (Uh oh)
Did I say too much? (Uh oh, here we go)
Gotta pick me up when I get down low
Need to grab a mic, gotta stay if you say so
Divas in a bubble, getting comfortable
Thinkin' that I'm getting kinda loud so
Maybe I should turn it up?
Next level – go hard when the beat drops
I think I wanna turn it up (Uh oh)
Did I say too much?
West coast to the east side, yeah
All good got the green light, ya
What'cha sayin on the flip side?
Ya
So let me take you for a ride
What'cha sayin' tonight? (Cr-cr-crow-crowd check)
West coast, can you feel me?
East side, tell me if you're feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
South Central, can you check it?
T.O. representing, feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
(High life)
We're livin' up the high life
West coast, can you feel me?
East side, tell me if you're feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
Woo, Manic Drive, Mr. Talkbox
West coast, can you, can you feel me?
Ha, first verse, drop it
Strangers know we're entertainers
Quick to be slick, party with the majors
But who cares, thinkin' about how we got here
Get the car parked, put the night in high gear
I guess we won't be leaving
'Cause something's got me thinkin' (thinkin')
West coast to the east side
All good, got the green light, ya
What'cha sayin' on the flip side?
Ya
So let me take you for a ride
What'cha sayin' tonight? (Talk to me, Talkbox)
West coast, can you feel me?
East side, tell me if you're feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
South Central, can you check it?
T.O. representing, feelin' alright (Let's go)
Livin' up the high life (high life)
Egos in black tuxedos
Puffin' their chest like they're Al Pacino
So let's go
Armani models
Fancy people holding empty bottles
I guess we won't be leaving (I guess we won't be leaving)
'Cause something's got me thinkin'
West coast to the east side
All good, got the green light, ya
What'cha sayin' on the flip side?
Ya
So let me take you for a ride
What'cha sayin' tonight? (Manic Drive, let's get it)
West coast, can you feel me?
East side, tell me if you're feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
South Central, can you check it?
T.O. representing, feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
(High life)
We're livin' up the high life
West coast, can you feel me?
East side, tell me if you're feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
Maybe I should turn it up?
Next level – go hard when the beat drops
I think I wanna turn it up (Uh oh)
Did I say too much? (Uh oh, here we go)
Gotta pick me up when I get down low
Need to grab a mic, gotta stay if you say so
Divas in a bubble, getting comfortable
Thinkin' that I'm getting kinda loud so
Maybe I should turn it up?
Next level – go hard when the beat drops
I think I wanna turn it up (Uh oh)
Did I say too much?
West coast to the east side, yeah
All good got the green light, ya
What'cha sayin on the flip side?
Ya
So let me take you for a ride
What'cha sayin' tonight? (Cr-cr-crow-crowd check)
West coast, can you feel me?
East side, tell me if you're feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
South Central, can you check it?
T.O. representing, feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
(High life)
We're livin' up the high life
West coast, can you feel me?
East side, tell me if you're feelin' alright
Livin' up the high life (high life)
Credits
Writer(s): Byron Manard Chambers, Shawn Oakes Cavallo, Michael Andrew Cavallo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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