Fly High!

(Damn)
(Damn, yea, jc)

Yea, yea
I know just what I want so I'm Finna go get it
They just sent me the drop so im finna go spin it
Eyes on the jackpot bitch im finna go win it

She gotta ocean im finna go swimming
She ask me "why the fuck are you so distant?"
Everyone folded that's why im so distant
They kept telling me lies now that's why I don't listen

They got left on the side they aint having no visions
I done got high finna fly on them bitches
Moving with birds like im flying with pigeons
Feel like im hurt like im dying and living

Everyday I been outside trying to get it
Feeling like I been out my mind 'cause of critics
I was swerving them lanes while my license suspended
Had to get that shit outta my mind and forget it

Know I been sinning
So every night I been having them long talks
I crashed the whip taking long walks
Friends coming back like long lost

If they come round then im goin off
I got hot they say im goin soft
Im wit a Glock like my bro is Dolph
They cannot stop me im showing off

They gotta problem they not got solve
They in the field but they not got ball
If you not fuckin wit me I can't stop for y'all
They put him up on a tee he got popped for a ball

Imma do this for the fam so I gotta go hard
They do not know who I am but I gotta go far
Gotta be up at the table im not got starve
I don't be forcing on shit I am not got barge

(Im on the way to the top, with them stars yea
Can't lie shit got hard when we grew apart yea
I knew it was got be like this from the start yea
Would've known it was got end like this if you was smart yea)

Yea, yea
I know just what I want so I'm Finna go get it
They just sent me the drop so im finna go spin it
Eyes on the jackpot bitch im finna go win it

She gotta ocean im finna go swimming
She ask me "why the fuck are you so distant?"
Everyone folded that's why im so distant
They kept telling me lies now that's why I don't listen

They got left on the side they aint having no visions
I done got high finna fly on them bitches
Moving with birds like im flying with pigeons
Feel like im hurt like im dying and living

Everyday I been outside trying to get it
Feeling like I been out my mind 'cause of critics
I was swerving them lanes while my license suspended
Had to get that shit outta my mind and forget it

(Jc, yea)
(Yea yea, yuh)



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Writer(s): Jacob Flores
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