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Whats got to do, go to do with it
I get a taste then I'm through with it
I send it right back to you with it

(How high)

Whats got to do, go to do with it
I get a little then I'm through with it
Then I send it right to you with it

[J. Cole - 1]
Visionary your position, no missionary
But yet I pack Gospel in the I spoke
You listening to the most high the Pope on dope
Now picture
My poetry's deep now fish for
real niggas catch something, phoney niggas fail
Shit you gotta feel like it's only read in
Both did the crime but his homie didn't
So he f-cking bitches he sitting lonely in a cell
Thinking well, what the I been on
They gave a nigga five they threw another ten on
By the time I'm back on the streets like a
I gotta play the like an old ass woman
Life is a movie, pick own role
Climb your own ladder or you dig own hole
Sit around crying thats sitting round dying
You touch the sky bitch you figure out flying

Nigga how high, so high I could touch the sky
How sick, so sick I could f-ck yo' bitch
Nigga please, my stack plenty of G's
And if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of

Nigga how high, so high that I could the sky
How sick, so sick that I could yo' bitch
Nigga please, my stack plenty of G's
And if girl like to smoke we got plenty of trees

[J. Cole - 2]
Hey, as the of the world unfurl
My hit the trees like squirrels
Tryna get a nut your girl
Think I need to trying 'fore some nigga out there try to hit mine
Karma for the karma
A lot calmer the ganja's through ya
You ya armour cause them niggas out here tryna shoot ya
Kinda crucial, piranha, gon snatch you out that Honda
For that marijuana
Yes, ya honour, I ashamed
I broke the law but look I'll never smoke or steal
In courtroom wylin' out, I don't mean to keep smiling
But now I'm high enough to probably steal a plane
Man, just at me, what if I couldn't read?
Would you throw the at me
What if I'm feeling sad, am I to look happy
It's been a long time
Tell my roll me up something

[J. ]
No I dont smoke, maybe once in a
When the tention thick than there's nothing to do
the windows of my soul, open the blind
My get shut but I open my mind

How high, la la la la
how high, hey hey hey
how high, yeah yeah yeah
How high, la la la la

Is that a shot that you threw man?
I understand, you frustrated career aint how you planned
Make it worse, friends, now when they talk rap
All you hear is "J Cole this" and "J that"
It must be hard for your projects to all that
I know your weak heart break off that
Boy, look, Cole World is your worst fear
I'm burning you n-ggas and I'm in first gear
I'm serving you niggas this is only the beer
12 months now, you'll be having the worst year
No tears for the haters, I'm still counting
Cole aint dropping, thats real f-cking
Grade A dummy, on a nigga raps
like a mummy
But I'mma yo' ass up
Something like mommy on school day
I smoke two l's ya girl this is Cool J

How
How
How high,
How high,

love got to do, got to do with it
I get a taste then I'm through with it
Yeah I it right back to you with it