Fly Up (feat. Toorina)

Huh, yeah Gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta go With those, uh You pull up for  I be finding my own way I be writing my own lyrics I be looking super fresh I be Fly like a phoenix People say I'm not from Earth I say I got that early flight from Venus I'll be lookin' into the deepness Yeah Got some grass that ain't the greenest But it hit you so hard Feels like your brain Turned into a peanut And you'll be like Shit where am I? Shit what did I come here for? Shit what's the meaning of life? What was I looking for? Bout to hop in this lo-fi For the first time Bitches hating on me Just take the cue in line I'm just trynna' figure out Where to move next You wanna dance with me? I'll show you the steps Hot, hot Hot, hot Floor is lava on my enemies And I'm floating up high On this sticky icky cannabis When they go on Askin' for the magic tea Like it's their necessity But I can't give for free I gotta keep it on the low Like my identity Can't commit these type of felonies Keep it real keep it Guccie Coouchie With my company Keep it real keep it Guccie Coochie Cuz' I still gotta work 6 days a week This is not a joke, this ain't no parody Pass it on to my family, my legacy Baby fly up, baby fly up, baby light it up Give me desire Baby fly up, baby fly up, baby light it up Give me the pleasure, baby fly Baby fly up, baby fly up Baby fly up, baby fly up Baby light it up Give me desire Baby light it up Give me the pleasure Baby light it up Give me the pleasure And if I could I would get this bread For the 1,2,3 Next centuries I'm sorry I'm not making any charities I ain't trying to fuck with nobody else I'm just trying to look out for myself Hustling Every day To get these Bills paid, uh And I'm still flexing with no ice And I still gotta check for the price I still gotta check before I swipe I still gotta check before I swipe Haters will keep saying my shit is too trippy Uh, uh It don't matter cuz I'll keep Bouncing off her titties Not in holy city Gotta keep hippie Gotta keep trippy Gotta keep her lippie, lippie On my dickie tippy uh, uh But I got stay focused Keep this shit aside, aside Bitch don't come at me If I want I'll wear my shades inside I'll wear my shades I'll wear my shades inside Yeah Gotta get it, gotta go With those, uh You pull up for  I be finding my own way I be writing my own lyrics I be looking super fresh I be Fly like a phoenix People say I'm not from Earth I say I got that early flight from Venus, yeah I'll be lookin' into the deepness Got some grass that ain't the greenest But it hit you so hard Feels like your brain Turned into a peanut, uh And you'll be like Shit where am I? Shit what did I come here for? Shit what's the meaning of life? What was I looking for?