Mike Stud - Still Fly (Remix) lyrics

[Hook] I'm still fly, I'm sky high, and I dare anybody to try to cut my wings I'm still steady comin' at them, and these haters can't stand them Homie I'm still doing my thing I'm still fly, I'm sky high, and I dare anybody to try to cut my wings I'm still shutting cities down every time I come around Homie I'm still doing my thing [Verse 1: Mike Stud] I walk up in the bar like I own the b**h, I know you're looking at me But the key is not to notice it f** being a player player, me I'm on my owner sh** The day to day commotion it's crazy it's hard to focus and f** all of that sober sh**, b**h I need a drink or two And yes I'm sure about it, not the type of dude to think it through Careful what you listen to, forget all the embellishment No need to act intelligent, my wallet's full of evidence So keep your oxfords, I wear my graphic tee Cause there's no need to act it when you actually have degrees Young king, I'm the boss of myself, you see me I'm dialed in And you just calling for help, well I'm with my old friends I got my new life, a whole lot went wrong, but I'mma do right Lived it and I learned it, but nothing's ever perfect Cause you got to take the chance to know if it was worth it [Hook] [Verse 2: Mike Stud] Uh rocking J's from the 80's, straight up out the playoffs Working 'til you make it player, never take a day off Uh you see they warned about this industry I'm making moves now everybody want a piece of me But on the real I wish I would have listened Cause my manager stole 10 grand and went missing But it's whatever though, no time to waste on that I played a sweet 16 and I made it back Word to my mother, Momma I'm coming home I'm sorry for the times that I rushed you off the phone But I'mma make it right, I got to change my life If time is f**ing money, then I done paid the price And some of it's a natural gift, word play is first rate You can't scrabble with this, b**h! Cause I been doing me lately, if they want to play hardball Take a shot like G-Baby UH! [Hook] Nah homie, you ain't f**ing with this, Nah homie, you ain't f**ing with this Nah, Nah homie you ain't f**ing with this Nah homie you ain't f**ing with Click Yeah, Click Mike Stud, Huey Mack August 1st Set your f**ing calenders Put it in your iHome, your iPod Whatever the f**, I whatever it is Put it in there b**h Let's go