[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Higher Than 30,000 Feet
My name is in the streets
My name is my name

[Verse 1]
Uh, a G proceeds to smoke weed
Never have a want, n***a never have a need
Saw my low rider on the Kush D-V-D
Bouncing in the driveway, yeah n***a that was me
I was California cruising in New Orleans East
Bumping D.P.G, turning corners on 3's
N***a please, you fucking with me?
Clay Davis style, n***a sheeeiiit
M3's got nothing on me
Checkerboard Louie's with the lime green strings
LV pouch full of kush OG
Ball so hard in these N.O. streets
Chris Paul gonna' vote me as the MVP
Give a motherfuck about this industry
And their politics, just recorded a lot of shit
That'll break the world off proper shit
Dropped independents then n***as said, "okay"
I guess this n***a Spitta got something to say
Some n***as hating be like, "he ain't straight"
But they know I got the flow of a motherfuckin' great
These n***as so motherfucking fake
If you see a hater blow some smoke in their face
Tell them bitch n***as raise up
Fly n***as light your J's up
[Chorus]
I'm living like a baller, whoa
Add the money, I'm blowing hella chronic smoke
I'm living like a baller loc
Add the money, I'm blowing hella chronic smoke
I'm living like a baller, whoa
Add the money, I'm blowing hella chronic smoke
I'm living like a baller loc
Add the money, I'm blowing hella chronic smoke

[Verse 2]
Homie I'm just loc'in, got that low low on them dayton
Spokes, and tryin' to keep it in focus
'Cause I don't want ya'll to notice
That I'm loaded, I been smoking
I am twisted, and I wish that I didn't drive
I got to give the keys to tweet, play the passenger seat
On the cellphone to see if your girl home
It went to the voicemail and a n***a didn't leave no message
A live bitch will respect it
She called right back and gave me directions
Now she in the Chevy and the bitch half naked
Blowing on a zip of that best shit
Prolly fuck around and ride all the way to Texas
Life in the fast lane, spent half my life on an airplane
But I wouldn't want a motherfucking thing change
[Chorus]
I'm living like a baller, whoa
Add the money, I'm blowing hella chronic smoke
I'm living like a baller loc
Add the money, I'm blowing hella chronic smoke
I'm living like a baller, whoa
Add the money, I'm blowing hella chronic smoke
I'm living like a baller loc
Add the money, I'm blowing hella chronic smoke

[Outro]
Yeah, uh
From New Orleans
Live recording in the LBC
Higher Than 30,000 Feet
My name is in the streets
My name is my name
Yeah