Rockie Fresh - Fly High lyrics

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Rockie Fresh - Fly High lyrics

[Verse One: Rockie Fresh] I need a good night with a bad b**h, nice guy but I'm mad rich When it comes to girls, I say a nine to five is my average A lot of n***as just average, we be making major bread Ones that used to sleep on me are now laying in my bed And it's funny because I used to want they friends instead Compliments, they touch my heart but never will get to my head Gotta keep a clear mind, flow deserves a lot of space I'm just trying to make my mark, these haters wanna dry erase But they won't see this guy replaced, greatness is a pattern Plus I'm out of this world, your n***a driving a Saturn And he saying he don't like me, you standing right beside me ‘Cause you wan't change and you know the money is what excites me And I'm rarely in the city ‘cause promoters know I'm pricy They would take my style but it's too rare and it's too pricy 450 for my Nikes, they sponsored by the good life Never catch me slipping but I always have a good night, yeah [Hook] And I got my head in the clouds, fly, fly, fly high Just trying to stay above the ground, fly, fly, fly high I got no plans on coming down, fly, fly, fly high I got no plans on coming down, fly, fly, fly high [Verse Two: Rockie Fresh] Still a shark in this water, see, the world is mine These n***as fish in a tank like it's Summer time I'm sonnin' them all, they watching me shine I'm getting my bread, why? I been on my grind My n***a Joe say I gotta feed the homies And bring a couple chicks so they never get lonely And now we feeling great like describing Frosted Flakes Plus my pockets getting fat, I'm a tiger, no Tony Got the whole city on me, I rock it like a backpack But I'm getting booked like what I used to carry in that They put me in the game ‘cause they know I'm gonna win that Swag is on the O-Z, y'all's is on a ten sack I do keep them dimes though, see that mine's is fire And she will like she hold tires, other women do admire So I probably hit two, oh my god, that's my desire Have ‘em roll me up another ‘cause I'm trying to get higher And they put the kush in the blunt, burn it like salt in a wound Smoke like a gun when it boom, that 88 coming soon [Hook]