Gettin' High (feat. Devin The Dude) - B.o.B

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[chorus:]
The days that i that i seem to be gettin by,
Are the days that i'm gettin high (thoes the only days that i'm feelin fine)
The days that i that i seem to be gettin by,
Are the days that i'm gettin high (so that's why every day i'm high)

[verse 1:]
I roll up,
Somethin to smoke up,
The day ain't really goin so well,
But as soon as i smell the fresh aramoa of the coffee my mind eaze
It helps me focus on what really i'm tryin to see,
And how i wana feel,
With just chill, and relaxed and it eased,
And i can be all three with the weed,
It uplifts me,
Just a spliff see,
What have me feelin much better than if i was tipsy
Times can get ruffer than rugby
A couple of hits of this can turn ugly to lovely,
In the morning it's my medicine,
It's also my nightcap
It helps me sing, it helps me write raps,
I might tap into a part of my brain that i hardly use,
Because of the liquor and boose,
If i had to choose,
It would be the weed fo-sho, (hey)
My bag is gettin low,
Yo i need some more.

[verse 2:]
Well everyday is a mystery,
At least to me life ain't what you think it's finna be,
So i blow my misery away with stems and seeds,
Like a chimany,
Yup my remedy,
So i keep it extra cooley
Yes it's 10 degrees
And i tend to sing like a symphony,
Why do i instantly, find my identity
When i climb into my memory's
One

[verse 3:]
What else is there to say
I know you feel me especially when you wake up every day
And you look in the mirror, but you see a different face
Even though you swear you never ever ever changed her
So without further a due
These words i hold in matrimony straight from me to you,
So heres my vision,
Get you somethin sticky,
Put it in a swisher
And elevate into the blue

B.o.B - Gettin' High (feat. Devin The Dude)