Fes Taylor - Sky Walker lyrics

[Intro: Fes Taylor] You gotta have swag to pull this one off It's like ya'll rappers scared to make money, huh? [Fes Taylor] Breeze wit the top down Kinda cool when you eating at the top now Still move like a player from the Chi-Town I'm S.I. bound, now I take the top down I ride around, what up, ma, jump in the car Pull in the hotel, you can jump on the rod I 'bust a rhyme' like 'oh my God' Playing wit the big joker, I hold my cards Place ya bet, pace my steps Park Hill Project, the place I rep Like Henry the VIII, I make my reps So I still chase paper til I face my d**h After we say grace, what's left Drop a j**el, out my chain or my bracelet I left Know the ones that's struggled, embrace this best We ain't have nothing, got a taste of the best [Chorus: Fes Taylor] Fly, fly, fly, fly Fly, fly, fly away with me Fly, fly, fly, fly Fly, fly, fly away with me I'm so high, I can touch the sky So proud, I can walk on the clouds, say it loud now I'm so high, I can touch the sky So proud, I can walk on the clouds, say it loud now [Fes Taylor] We on the come up now, shorties smile Hoes looking at the kid like he come up, how I ain't trick no bread, I just run up town Trying, to flood the town wit a couple of pounds Last vacation, we spent ten thou' You know, sky high, looking down from the penthouse Haters rather see me in the big house So I make a couple bucks, slide 'fore the pigs out Big chain looking like he switch lanes When the light hit 'em like the signal flashing n***a you ain't balling, you single flashing Plus I'm still single, I mingle in Aspen You a hasbeen, I was getting cash then f**ing with broads, pop ecst' like aspirins Past tense, he ain't been back sense Came back with a suntan and an accent [Chorus til fade]