Fly High

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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
 

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Duration
03:55
Key
10
Tempo
87 BPM

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