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Fly High Lyrics by Lil Ot

JamesVille

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[Intro]
(Just listen to what I say and stay inside, cause this shit real life)
(I brought all these steppers with me, come see what the field like)
(even know I stepped on him, how's it feel like)
[?]
(Yk, Lil [?] died, tell him "fly high")
(I smoke FB, let's smoke dead guys)
(Any time I feel ah way, bitch, I like to ride around)

[Chorus]
Just listen to what I say and stay inside, cause this shit real life
I brought all these steppers with me, come see what the field like
Hе don't even know I steppеd on him, how's it feel like
Man I miss cmoney, bruh, I think 'bout you like every night
I got all this money, don't got my n***as with me, right now
Imma pop my shit, I did from nothing, I can't pipe down
Any time I feel ah way, bitch, I like to ride around
Ride around, the whole town
Something 'bout to go down

[Verse]
Yeah, I stepped on your big brother, you ain't step on shit
You seen your cousin in that casket, how'd you live with it?
Yk, Lil [?] died, tell him "fly high"
I smoke FB, let's smoke dead guys
I got AR-15 by my closet
I got some killers with me who go Harden
I know n***as ran from beef, that they started
Gotta keep a gun on me, I'm a target
I don't got no one to call on, I'm my own man
Remember I was down bad, ain't even have 8 bands
Remember they ain't believe in me, bro turned to a dead end
Everybody my friend, what happened to back then
She a bad bitch, I'm a thug n***a, fuck with me
After me you cannot move on, it's like you stuck to me
I came from a broken home, half that shit still fuck with me
Ion need nobody 'round me, Ion need no company
I still miss my n***as every night, wish I could bring 'em home
If I could bring JJ home, I'd burn everything I own
Brodie fighting double homicide, y'all think this shit a joke
Ion want to drop no music, I just want to give 'em smoke

[Chorus]
Just listen to what I say and stay inside, cause this shit real life
I brought all these steppers with me, come see what the field like
He don't even know I stepped on him, how's it feel like
Man I miss cmoney, bruh, I think 'bout you like every night
I got all this money, don't got my n***as with me, right now
Imma pop my shit, I did from nothing, I can't pipe down
Any time I feel ah way, bitch, I like to ride around
Ride around, the whole town
Something 'bout to go down
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About “Fly High” by Lil Ot

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"Fly High" appears on "JamesVille".

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