Sky High
Living on the edge of a dead end town
With my head up in the clouds
You can find your way if you asking around
But your mistaken if your looking for a handout
I see you shooting down my vision like a plane in the clouds
How bout you try to pick me up instead of holding me down
I guess only time will tell if I will lift off the ground
Next time you shout my name it'll be from the crowd
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
Big talk
Better peep this swag
Big talk
Better peep this swag
Real talk
When the beat kick imma beast it
You had your moment but I seized it
Made it my own
Now you my son
Baby why you fronting
I know just why your here
I'm snapping on these beats and then unsnapping your brazier
We gon' get it popping in Mercedes with the sauce
Baby all night long
I know you faking and you love to front but
I got your booboo
She's showing her butt
She like my swag and she say I'm the one
And I agree with her
Ya I agree with her
Living on the edge of a dead end town
With my head up in the clouds
You can find your way if you asking around
But your mistaken if your looking for a handout
I see you shooting down my vision like a plane in the clouds
How bout you try to pick me up instead of holding me down
I guess only time will tell if I will lift off the ground
Next time you shout my name it'll be from the crowd
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
With my head up in the clouds
You can find your way if you asking around
But your mistaken if your looking for a handout
I see you shooting down my vision like a plane in the clouds
How bout you try to pick me up instead of holding me down
I guess only time will tell if I will lift off the ground
Next time you shout my name it'll be from the crowd
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
Big talk
Better peep this swag
Big talk
Better peep this swag
Real talk
When the beat kick imma beast it
You had your moment but I seized it
Made it my own
Now you my son
Baby why you fronting
I know just why your here
I'm snapping on these beats and then unsnapping your brazier
We gon' get it popping in Mercedes with the sauce
Baby all night long
I know you faking and you love to front but
I got your booboo
She's showing her butt
She like my swag and she say I'm the one
And I agree with her
Ya I agree with her
Living on the edge of a dead end town
With my head up in the clouds
You can find your way if you asking around
But your mistaken if your looking for a handout
I see you shooting down my vision like a plane in the clouds
How bout you try to pick me up instead of holding me down
I guess only time will tell if I will lift off the ground
Next time you shout my name it'll be from the crowd
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
I'm sky high
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Paulson
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