Fly High (feat. Nikkiya)

Dizzy Wright nigga. and I'm back I feel better than ever this time though nigga Look, my mama told me I could grow to be great (Right) I talked to God and told him show me the way Look, I took the time just to work on me And now all the problems I had are just rolling away (I hear you) Funny how you sit back and you think musically (Come on) Looking past the jewelry, all I'm seeing is foolery (Come on) Usually I keep quiet but on the low I did a show and y'all do not understand what these fans do to me Yeah, I'm building my pride My lungs black, how you feeling inside? I'm still on the rise Not tryin' to be in a place I know I'm not I'm just tryna get to the top so I could see my mama get it right Slow thinker, fast talker Your fast thinking positioning you to act harder I know the game like I know my name And I ain't Frank, but I novacane I'm so insane, why you so ashamed? I'm speaking my mind, I'm on my grind like sleepers of crime You need a deal, all I needed was time Got the Q and then I penetrated Setting the bar so they looking like they intimidated (I see you) Yeah, I purposely put the pressure on Vegas made me hot, it's kinda cool to see em catching on (Real shit) Now I'm in the position to make a living Off of making these niggas listen, so it's only right I set the tone I know I might sound crazy But I love what life done gave me I fly high (We get high to get by, doing what we want if the limit is the sky) And I'm all up in my feelings But I guess I'm just a realist I fly high (We get high to get by, doing what we want if the limit is the sky) I grew a high-top fade like Penny Hardaway Something that I thought of during Daddy Daughter Day When I'm in town I'm always with my daughter But it's cool cause it made my favorite holiday Father's Day Look at me now You looking down, I'm up in the clouds Picture-perfect moment Ain't accepting all the foolery now But it takes some time to be as good as me, pal Lord, I know my body don't deserve this And I'm not fittin' cause I'm tryin' to make this verse sick I'm in this booth and not nothin' but the truth and my thoughts Still a student tryna learn shit No college education Marijuana meditation got me on my shit with no hesitation Niggas segregated, I ain't with it Was sellin' weed out of the Honda Civic Now we use my voice to show 'em how to get it I, got a beaten up soul Believe in everything and I believe in what I know Secrets of the game, I ain't teachin' you to flow Only speaking cause I honestly believe that you should know I got your back, hit me if you need some advice Roll it up and let me enter your life Dizzy Wright is the name Spit game and got inside of the game Get high to get inside of your brain Let 'em know like