Flying High

Sky is opening
It's calling me
I'm feeling free
I feel the breeze
Angels sing
Take my leave
I won't die
I'm flying high

High
High

Reaching out I know my angels will check for me
Because they always want the best for me
When I'm gone carry on
With these tunes while I'm exiting
And the know the E in Ron E stands for ecstasy
So get addicted to the vibes
I overdosed on love that's the drug that gets me by
And can I get two more what I had last night
Life's bout taking chances
My people really never be upset when I fail
They be mad when I didn't even try
Rolling up that Mary J
What I say you Oblige
And the day I slide
I'll go and say what's up papi
Spaceships think it's time to beam me up Scotty

Sky is opening
It's calling me
I'm feeling free
I feel the breeze
Angels sing
Take my leave
I won't die
I'm flying high

High
High

Check my phone
The sky hasn't hit my line yet
It's not my time yet
That's why I keep this grind set
Mary Jane take me high like the pilots
No Aaron Rodgers
But you would have thought we fly Jets
Bench press the way I get things off of my chest
This food for thought is a whole lot to digest
On this mic we the flyest
Reading lines all my life like a doctor with an eye test
My angels walk with me
Keep my head to the clouds
When they talk to me
It's not an everyday thing but oftenly
When I'm gone take this music as an offering

Sky is opening
It's calling me
I'm feeling free
I feel the breeze
Angels sing
Take my leave
I won't die
I'm flying high

High
High
High
High



Credits
Writer(s): Ronald Lee Iii Shelton, Alec Norris
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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