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We back I swear to God, we major Smoke and mirrors Let's get it I'm still fly, I'm sky high And I dare anybody to try and cut my wings I'm still pullin' out the Phantom and these haters can't stand 'em Nigga, I'm still doin' my thing I'm still fly, I'm sky high And I dare anybody to try and cut my wings I'm still shuttin' cities down every time I come around Nigga, I'm still doin' my thing I'm still Clean in this bitch I'm feelin' myself goddamn a nigga rich And every time I touch it, guaranteed to be a hit And when them checks come, guaranteed to be a split I'm flyer than an invitation, like I'm the information Toronto's been waiting, I'm glad ya'll been waiting patient But I'm here now, and these niggas is old news I mix the cocaine powder with the Pro Tools Yeah crack, that's just how I double back Yoropiko jeans bleeding on them white Air Max And these niggas keep asking me when you gon' drop? Why the fuck you still harassing me? When's that gon' stop? I guess it's when my album's selling in the stores And they sayin', "Damn I use to know the boy Now I barely see him," and the little kids wanna be him He a star now, look up, you'll probably see him I'm still fly, I'm sky high And I dare anybody to try and cut my wings I'm still pullin' out the Phantom and these haters can't stand 'em Nigga, I'm still doin' my thing I'm still fly, I'm sky high And I dare anybody to try and cut my wings I'm still shuttin' cities down every time I come around Nigga, I'm still doin' my thing I'm still Fly as I wanna be Kush in the air, I get high as I wanna be S 550 navigatin' where I'm gonna be P.A.G. motherfucker, don't forget the E. Rep T-Dot 'til they bury me Automatic wrist, red diamonds in the necklace Been getting checks while you rappers stay checkless Real street nigga, feel free to do a checklist They don't really make 'em like me Had to give you a second to breathe Nigga ballin' still a hobby and I do that with ease I'm 'bout to catch pneumonia because my neck stay freeze I'm in the West Indies, a 100 grand on a cheap white tee I'm the man in my city, they demand me Nigga, I rep for my city like a football team I'm fly like the New York Jets be In a G5 two nines on me like Wayne Gretzky I'm still fly, I'm sky high And I dare anybody to try and cut my wings I'm still pullin' out the Phantom and these haters can't stand 'em Nigga, I'm still doin' my thing I'm still fly, I'm sky high And I dare anybody to try and cut my wings I'm still shuttin' cities down every time I come around Nigga, I'm still doin' my thing I'm still fly, I'm sky high And I dare anybody to try and cut my wings I'm still pullin' out the Phantom and these haters can't stand 'em Nigga, I'm still doin' my thing I'm still fly, I'm sky high And I dare anybody to try and cut my wings I'm still shuttin' cities down every time I come around Nigga, I'm still doin' my thing I'm still
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Jeffrey Samuel Kyei Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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