High As the Ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
Buds so dense and sticky that the scissors they ain't cuttin' through
Smokin' all these spliffs down to the roaches 'til I'm buggin', pull
Out a chair it's usually shit but I'm so high it's comfortable
When you leave the spot man the smell will still be stuck to you, it's pungent dude
I'm high all the time so you know I'm never punctual
But I want the commas to put a full stop to the nonsense you
Haters be portrayin' I'm still out here feelin' wonderful
Smoke 'til I'm not functional, they all still find me loveable
Have a fried day on a Friday
They like wake and bacon I like wake and bakin' my way, which is the high way
There's no way that I could drive safe
More I'm rollin' no controllin' can't even keep my eyes straight
Right now my life's great
Flow is smoother than a sine wave
Goodbye to all my stresses and then hello to my mindscape
I think I might take, another hit you know that I'm baked
But I'm still feelin' so chill forgot what I'd say 'cause I'm
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
Ok I'm high as the ceilin' I'll write how I'm feelin'
I'm vibin' I'm chillin' this joint in my hand I might light up a million
Sky is the limit I rhyme it's no biggie
I'm divin' in spirits to find what I'm missin'
Mind in a skillet my eyes lookin' different
Don't know if it's my head or it's the world spinnin'
Enthusiastic on my path yeah I'm not curbin' it
My life was pretty bland before I put some herb in it
See I've been down still underground but now I'm surfacin'
Determinin', how many joints to burn in this
Session they question just how the fuck I turn a mix
Into ashes so rapid some strange occurences
Tend to happen when havin' the shit we purchasin'
I'm never lacin' my j's but one day will lace up some J's
And keep smokin' these j's till I fade away
I'm sick of my day to day, but it's a new day today
So Imma just blaze no shame
My brains runnin' way astray, I'm
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
Buds so dense and sticky that the scissors they ain't cuttin' through
Smokin' all these spliffs down to the roaches 'til I'm buggin', pull
Out a chair it's usually shit but I'm so high it's comfortable
When you leave the spot man the smell will still be stuck to you, it's pungent dude
I'm high all the time so you know I'm never punctual
But I want the commas to put a full stop to the nonsense you
Haters be portrayin' I'm still out here feelin' wonderful
Smoke 'til I'm not functional, they all still find me loveable
Have a fried day on a Friday
They like wake and bacon I like wake and bakin' my way, which is the high way
There's no way that I could drive safe
More I'm rollin' no controllin' can't even keep my eyes straight
Right now my life's great
Flow is smoother than a sine wave
Goodbye to all my stresses and then hello to my mindscape
I think I might take, another hit you know that I'm baked
But I'm still feelin' so chill forgot what I'd say 'cause I'm
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
Ok I'm high as the ceilin' I'll write how I'm feelin'
I'm vibin' I'm chillin' this joint in my hand I might light up a million
Sky is the limit I rhyme it's no biggie
I'm divin' in spirits to find what I'm missin'
Mind in a skillet my eyes lookin' different
Don't know if it's my head or it's the world spinnin'
Enthusiastic on my path yeah I'm not curbin' it
My life was pretty bland before I put some herb in it
See I've been down still underground but now I'm surfacin'
Determinin', how many joints to burn in this
Session they question just how the fuck I turn a mix
Into ashes so rapid some strange occurences
Tend to happen when havin' the shit we purchasin'
I'm never lacin' my j's but one day will lace up some J's
And keep smokin' these j's till I fade away
I'm sick of my day to day, but it's a new day today
So Imma just blaze no shame
My brains runnin' way astray, I'm
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
High as the ceilin'
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Writer(s): Tyron Papallo
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