| I'm still fly I'm sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings
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| I'm still pullin' out the phantom and these haters can't stand him
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| Nigga I'm still doin my thing
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| I'm still fly I'm sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings
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| I'm still shuttin' cities down every time I come around
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| Nigga I'm still doin' my thing
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| I'm still
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| Responsible for everything you listen to
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| While mediocre talent proceeds to try and condition you
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| Took over my city and I never asked permission to;
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| Started poppin' bottles cuz it's ATL tradtion to
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| Celebrate at Bymark, fuck 'em at the SoHo
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| If there ain't a elevator in it it's a no go
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| Coldest thing droppin' and these bitches want a snow blow
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| And they just give me head while the haters give me promo
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| And man, my DJ shoulda won that
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| Nelissa and Wristpect, Man the city owe us one back
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| All these old heads keep they minds on one track
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| And me, I run Toronto, holla at me when you done laps
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| Roll around with Niko, party with Azuka
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| Shout goes out to 1da, shout goes out to future
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| Shout goes out to Getty, motherfucker I am ready
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| And whoever got the torch just can't seem to hold it steady
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| Cuz I see the flame flickerin', ex-girls bickerin'
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| Got these women jockin' me from Heart Lake Road to Pickerin
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| Tried to send my nigga short some syrup out in Michigan
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| But my connect said it'd take a minute if you're listenin'
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| Please start doin' you, I been doin' me
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| And I'm a staple in my city, you can never ruin me
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| Rappers are emotional, critics be reviewin' me
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| But I got love for everybody even if you're suin' me
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| My brother P-Reign knows, we fuck with the same hoes
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| Plus he taught me how to spot a officer in plain clothes
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| Starin' at you pussy niggas, all I see is rainbows
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| Hoppin' on a jet to every single Lil Wayne show
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| Me and Lil Jazzy, please do not harass me
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| Just holla if you got me and fuck you if you had me
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| Shout out to Brian E, shout out to Photo Will
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| Shout out to Oliver and 40, man you know the deal
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| Shout out to Mayhem, shout out to P-Plus
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| The names I mention are crucial; |
| you gonna need us
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| And life is good, everything is just fine
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| I am so sure of my rhymes
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| I could sacrifice a line like (mumbles)
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| Yeah, haha, I swear I really fuckin' does it
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| I had these niggas trippin', no luggage
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| I'm still fly I'm sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings
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| I'm still pullin' out the phantom and these haters can't stand him
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| Nigga I'm still doin my thing
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| I'm still fly I'm sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings
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| I'm still shuttin' cities down every time I come around
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| Nigga I'm still doin' my thing
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| I'm still
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| Drizzy's home baby. |
| Niko just came and scooped me from the airport, like, 3 hours ago, I still got my hotel slippers on and shit
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| So you know, I'm ready though. |
| It's octobersveryown.blogspot.com, that's where you find all the exclusives at
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| You know October's Very Own, we got, we got the real life entourage, it's like me, Freeko Suave, Oliver, the Parisian Gangster, 40-40, John B. You know what it is man, Lebanon Dons in this bitch. |
| You already Yeah You can tell I'm at the point where I'm on a ride, I really don't give a fuck rite now I'll tell you that much baby. |
| Huh? |
| Here I go, baby! |
| Here I go! |
| It's not that I'm an asshole, I just live behind a tint, I don't see you. |
| The tints provided by Mosely Tribe by the way, shout out to Mosely Tribe. |
| Shout out to Ransom M Jeezy, I see you boy. |
| Yeah. |
| Should I stop? |
| Here I go! |