Wanna Be High lyrics

by

Murs


Murs: Um! Hold up. I'm trying think of - anything else you wanna say

Big Too Big: Well, let's hear it man. Time to put that sh*t on the road man

Murs: Put what on the road? You want to hear the album?

Big Too Big: n*gga, everything, n*gga

Murs: Well, I was trying to put this at the end of the album

Big Too Big: Oh, OK. Well n*gga you did a good job, man

(Laughter)

Murs: n*gga you ain't even heard the record!

Big Too Big: n*gga, you know, n*gga, that [?]. You always put in work. Anybody in the motherf*ckin' hood will say n*gga your ass done put it on the map, n*gga. Ain't nobody else said Mid-city, n*gga. Motherf*cker you go to Roscoe into the dark ass parking lot in night. n*ggas was getting their chains back then, I ain't going to say no names, but (censored) because n*gga we knew whoever came to the motherf*ckin'. Hey cuz can you give that motherf*cker his chain back, you know I'm saying. n*gga you was already puttin' in work n*gga. We had cassettes, sh*t, n*gga, we were broke. Traveling all the way to Oakland for a show. Didn't have sh*t but cassette tapes, n*gga, we came out back in f*ckin' 97
Made just on tapes, n*gga, it was three hundred dollars, n*gga. That was a lot of money, n*gga, in 97

Murs: Ay what color was the tape though?

Big Too Big: Oh, n*gga, it was blue, n*gga, sh*t

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