Nature - The Ultimate High (feat. Nas) Lyrics
[nature]Do you see what I see?Do you smoke what I smoke?Do you wanna smoke?Do you wanna ride?Yeah aiyyo aiyyoWhen I walk into a room, niggas feel a slight breezeStay a little while till they feel they might freezeNever understood why they never liked meCuz when I locked the door, they turned into to iceesStarin at my feet all you see is nikesBet you never seen a ill pair like theseSize ten, never find me in a tight squeezeAt the airport, minutes before my flight leavesRound trip tickets to who knows whereStay boarding, never at least a days warningPrevious plans, they spoilingA dollar and a dream, the theme to new york, stay torrance>from st. johns to wake forest, wait for usStraight ballers, you hearin it firstNate flawless in almost every eventPuttin up point, while niggas like yall stay scoreless[chorus]All my niggas from the projects, light one upTo my *****es from the projects, light one upAnd stay high, highAnd pass me a cup of that good shit (so high),We on some hood shit (so high)Niggas from the projects, light one upTo my *****es from the projects, light one upAnd stay high, highAnd pass me a cup of that good shit (so high),We on some hood shit (so high)[nas]Whats me without the hood?A tree without wood, a dutch wit no budA cut wit no bloodA ***** but dont nut, I be incompleteIf me and the street wasnt in between the sheetsIm a product of hard luck, the money and murder gameHeres nature, kill a faker, man you heard of the name>from the cold streets of qb, old beef to new beefNo peace, through the song, what I see you see[nature]Mad *****es wanna smoke wit meNiggas wanna roll wit meUsually in my hood, find me in yo cityGrimy-ette so pretty, its like theres two mesWit no favorites, I try to love both of meThinkin of a way where I can better myselfSometimes I get a head of myselfHoldin weed wit intention, frontin like I got it prescribedSo high I must be outta my mindChorus[nature]Its like hoppin in a glass pool, half fullNiggas only hit the bottom when they crash throughMash fools out like they fast foodBon appetit, platinum or not, it aint no match for meI sum niggas whole careers up, scared tough niggasBluff niggas into thinkin that their years upIt aint a game, took six months off, the shit jumps offMini-mes are gettin punched in they jawMy dunn call this shit animal rapMe, I call it dumbinMy near-sighted niggas saw it cominMore stunnin, brand new flows to toy witNeck flooded on some hurricane floyd shitBack and forth to st. crouix kid, same planPlayin sega dreamcast till the plane landsA changed man, niggas dont know, they never willAnd if they dont understand, then they aint fam, simple as thatChorus 2x
