Top Songs By Styles
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Swizz Beatz
Programming
David Styles
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Styles
Songwriter
Marilyn McLeod
Songwriter
R. Hankerson
Songwriter
Kasseem Dean
Songwriter
Pam Sawyer
Songwriter
Swizz Beatz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Saint Benson
Producer
Swizz Beatz
Co-Producer
Steve Conover
Recording Engineer
Kevin Wilson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I get high, I get high, I get high, I get high
I get high, I get high, I get high, I get high
I get high on your memory, high on your memory
High on your memory
[Verse 2]
I get high-high-high-high (Every day)
I get high-high-high-high (Every night)
I get high-high-high-high (All the time)
High
[Verse 3]
Everyday I need an ounce and a half, S.P
The only flower that you know, with a bounce and 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 'cause I'm in the hood, the guns is around
It take a blunt, just to ease the pain that humbled me now (Whew)
And I'd rather roll somethin' up 'cause if I'm sober dog
I just might flip, grab my guns and hold somethin' up
I get high as a kite; I'm in the zone all alone
Motherfucker case I'm dyin' tonight (It happen tonight)
So I roll 'em up, back to back, fat as I could (Uh-huh)
You got beef with Styles P, I come to splatter the hood
[Verse 4]
I get high-high-high-high (Every day)
I get high-high-high-high (Every night)
I get high on your memory, high on your memory (All the time)
High on your memory (Every day)
[Verse 5]
I get high-high-high-high (Every night)
I get high-high-high-high (All the time)
I get high-high-high-high
High
[Verse 6]
Ayo, I smoke like a chimney
Matter fact I smoke like a gun, when a killer 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 finishin' 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 blood on the walls, you understand?
Like the M-5 pedal when it's touchin' the floor
I get high 'cause fuck it, what's better to do?
And I'ma never give a fuck (That's right) 'cause I'm better than you
[Verse 7]
I get high-high-high-high (Every day)
I get high-high-high-high (Every night)
I get high-high-high-high (All the time)
I get high-high-high-high (Every day)
I get high-high-high-high (Every night)
I get high-high-high-high (All the time)
I get high-high-high-high
High
[Verse 8]
I'ma smoke till my lungs collapse, I'm from a era where
**** cause terror over guns and crack
Where a dollar bill is powerful, I smoke weed 'cause
Time seem precious and I know what a hour do (I know dat)
High for a livin', gots ta ride for a livin'
With my real gangsta **** that'll die for a livin' (Die my ****)
Shit I get as high as I could, 'cause if you see things
Like I see things, I'ma die in the hood (Right here)
Motherfucker understand it's 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 (Anybody)
This is S.P., dump it in you bitch, I get high
[Verse 9]
I get high-high-high-high (Every day)
I get high-high-high-high (Every night)
I get high on your memory, high on your memory (All the time)
High on your memory (Every day)
[Verse 10]
I get high-high-high-high (I am the Ghost)
I get high-high-high-high (Float with me)
I get high on your memory, high on your memory
I get high on your memory
[Verse 11]
I get high on your memory, high on your memory
I get high on your memory
I get high-high-high-high
High
Written by: David Styles, Kasseem Dean, Marilyn McLeod, Pamela Sawyer, R. Hankerson