Lyrics Acrophobia: High / Aerophobia: The Flight Club - Gracy Hopkins

Acrophobia: High / Aerophobia: The Flight Club

Ooh, feelin' so high
Ooh, no drugs, man that shit wrong
Ooh, get some air, make the big jump
Ooh, get some air, make the big jump
Ooh, higher, higher, higher, higher, hi.
Ooh, faster till the wind is fire, right
Ooh, get some air, make the big jump
Ooh, get some air, make the big jump
T’attaques pas à moi, gros c’est risqué
«That kid is crazy» what the Kings say
That ain’t no intermission, fuckin' up the tempo like a missionaire,
that city’s never been safe
I’m that nigga on a mission tho
Life or sound, we going crescendo
Feel the sky is gettin' near
Singing while I’m climbing up the stairs like
Top floor, no ceiling, goal is finally reached
Smoke smoke, all above, walkin' on a edge
Broken phone, missed calls, hunnid from my bitch
Thinkin' bout paper, and power, get an other inch
Fuck that, I’m my own, learning then I teach
Walkin' straight, to the point, nigga never flinched
Gettin' cake, gettin' coins, bottom got a breach
Value raisin', feelin' like I’m gettin' finally rich
Ooh, feelin' so high
Ooh, no drugs, man that shit wrong
Ooh, get some air, make the big jump
Ooh, get some air, make the big jump
Ooh, higher, higher, higher, higher, hi.
Ooh, faster till the wind is fire, right
Ooh, get some air, make the big jump
Ooh, get some air, make the big jump
(Yeah) Shouts my fella Yung Wes, cruise a city in a Lexus
Ain’t finished with the Conquest, people start to know me in a lot of places
They hate a brother, they Gracists
They got lost in the race, way they losing everything is disgraceful
They cringe since a nigga came thru
Niggas dyin' for the dough, *worst*
Niggas dyin' for the coke, *curse*
Seen niggas dyin' from a choke, air taken away for the smoke
I don’t run, I’m goin' vertical
So mothafuckin' high, I panicked because of a vertigo, higher than birds he
goes, wait
Top floor, no ceiling, goal is finally reached
Smoke smoke, all above, walkin' on a edge
Broken phone, missed calls, hunnid from my bitch
Thinkin' bout paper, and power, get an other inch
Fuck that, I’m my own, learning then I teach
Something touched me, what the fuck, who that nigga is?
Get up off me, nigga what, you' gon lose a wrist
Freaked out, he smellin' bad, nigga’s full of shit.
(Nah forreal, who the fuck are you?)
Be conscious… be conscious…
Be conscious… be conscious…
High, higher than the sky, high.
I know you think that you’re crazy
I know you think that it ain’t me
And I know you think that I ain’t real
But just know that I always
Been there, been there, been there
Been there, been there, been there
I know you hear me loud and clear (I know you do)
And I know you’re never been about that fear
All my life (All my life)
Been yours too yeah, (too, too, too, too)
I just help myself.
I think I’m high, I think I’m high
I think I need to go down, I think I’m high
I think I’m flyer than when I’m gon' padie
I think I’m real, and I think I don’t lie
I think I’m high, I think I’m high
I think I made it, I think I’m higher than faded I think that really they hate
it
I think I’m high, I think I’m high
Look through me when I’m talkin' to you…
I’m no crazy man, I have no problem in my life actually, everything is good…
You know what?
It’s been 6 days you’ve been following me… fuckin' stalker
I’ve been through a lot of fears, right?
You happy?
Do you like what you see?
Do you have fun right now?
Thinkin' about how I fear failure?
or love?
or how other people was lookin' at
me?
or strangers, or black, or parasites, or weakness, or sleep, or heights…
or planes?
What?
Am I somebody else just because I feel something?
Don’t you have feelings?
What am I?
A show?
What do you think you are?
A better man than I am?
You don’t know me!
You don’t know me!
I’m more than that!
I’m no crazy man, I have no problems in my life actually,
everything is good.
What is fear?
I don’t know what is fear…
Man… I’m not afraid any…