Ok we smoking and talking bout the

Power, checks

Bitches, racks

Talking about a hustle that fills brown paper bags

Talking bout the culture, smoking out the fucking stress

Dream about the future, reminiscing bout the past

Damn I need the pressure Every day and night

Slighting through my city like the mother fucking kite

First I take a flight then jump in the ride cause if I ain’t sky high then I don’t feel right

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

If I ain’t sky high then I don’t feel right

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

If I ain’t sky high then I don’t feel right

I\'m on the 747 coming out of the sky

Want you take me down to Georgia

On the midnight flight

If I

Aint sky high then I don\'t understand it

I\'m on cloud nine baby soon as I landed

If it wasn\'t for the trauma you know this

Heading to the top non stop ima focus

Trying to get this bag aint no leg im the coldest

Searching for the way its so hopeless

I catch a flight catch a flight from side to side

Cause im a ride till i die man its over night

And in my head what you said i never quit it

I\'m up in here and going hard yeah i gotta get it

I\'m super blaze every day yeah i gotta hit it

A million ways every face no i gotta spin it

I\'m riding through the city and im looking that tide

If i aint sky high then i dont feel right

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

If I ain’t sky high then I don’t feel right

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

If I ain’t sky high then I don’t feel right

Before i board the plane

I\'m rolling up the Jane

Log style pack from this trip to Japan

No I\'m not in Japan

Eyes like Jackie Chan

That means that im high

On my way to another land

First class flight through the night im blowing heavy

Riding in the Chevy on skinny tires- desperados ha

Smocking asmos three wisdom five for nine days

A young playa at 14 dream to getting paid

Sorting through the clouds like i live on the wrong way

Kicking playa shit that\'s how we do it that\'s the Funk sway

Hating **** exit left that\'s for playas only

Smooth operator that\'s why the called me macaroni

Yeah the one and only Mistafunkadelic

Smoking on this relish getting high of the medicine

Ah you told miss Edison that moon i have never been

But this jungle cookies got me there and now I\'m outa here

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

If I ain’t sky high then I don’t feel right

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

Take a flight, take a, take a flight take a, take a flight

If I ain’t sky high then I don’t feel right

Power, checks

Bitches, racks

Talking about a hustle that fills brown paper bags

Talking bout the culture, smoking out the fucking stress

Dream about the future, reminiscing bout the past

Damn I need the pressure Every day and night

Slighting through my city like the mother fucking kite

First I take a flight then jump in the ride cause if I ain’t sky high then I don’t feel right