Honors English, TL Cross, Lupe Fiasco - Flying High lyrics
Lupe Fiasco [Wasalu Muhammad Jaco] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Honors English, TL Cross, Lupe Fiasco - Flying High lyrics]
We flying high higher than the sky
Way over the bullshit yeah we
On some new shit yeah we flying high
Higher than the clouds
We stay above the drama and
We ain't coming down yeah we flying high
Higher than the sky
Way over the bullshit yeah we
On some new shit yeah flying high
Higher than the clouds
We stay above the drama and
We and comin down yeah
Why am I so fly? Here'a crash course
My photo should be the logo for the passports
And when they ask for my
Pictures rumors fly like twisters
But it don't matter I just walk
On top of the whispers
Look at the women or the denim
Look at my eyes see the sky dives in em
And my girl so fly, me and her futuristic
They sick of me shining so
I just eclipse shit but darling, all them
Hate to see you soaring can't wait
They love to take pictures
When you're falling we all got problems
But when they start pouring
It have a brother feelin like
A bucket in New Orleans
But when it gets heavyweight
All I do is levitate
Over all the drama like Bush
When the levee's break
Damn to be honest, bad news is time flies
Good thing is you're the pilot, yeah
And now appearing on behalf of his homeboy
Locoist, soloist in a lane all on his own boy
Photo this as I ocho this they
Don't know what I'm on boy it is 8
Ate is eat got a stomach full of songs boy
Call us hear that plane food
Runnin on that plain fuel
Walkin on the sky now
Yoda must've trained lu
His shoes got them wings to
Feathers on his sandals
Weathers where he hang fool
Not where they send rain to
But where you can wear sandals
LAXing like the airport in the
City of Los Angelessss
Yea but Im from that ORD
Playa you can't play with that
Global service verses
And you know that I don't pay for bags
But, I keep my paper tagged
Just in case they lose it
I'll always get my paperback
This ain't even hard for me
This more like paperback this is that
History book my planes up out the pages rap
We Flyin High
And beyond I'ont plauteu a keep goin
They'ont want me to peak like a
Peeping Tom you see it
It's a natural reflex the bs i
Deflect I got it sewn
But, I don't seem stressed
(seamtress) peep it
This is for my little leaguers playing
Trying to get their majors on
So they be an umpire and they
Have a plate at home
Play it safe, naw, naw, life is like a song
Take the bullshit by the horns
Smooth it out likeuhhhh
I'm like a hawk with his middle fingers up
If you don't move it you lose it
And your wings turn to dust
So I don't fuck around
I hover above the ground
I just tackle my goals and
That's how I touch down
But, I'm still upward bound
So the kids huddle round
This is soul medicine no
Side effects evident uhhhh
You gotta rise from living this low life
Time to stop being fraid of
Your own heights! yeah!
Way over the bullshit yeah we
On some new shit yeah we flying high
Higher than the clouds
We stay above the drama and
We ain't coming down yeah we flying high
Higher than the sky
Way over the bullshit yeah we
On some new shit yeah flying high
Higher than the clouds
We stay above the drama and
We and comin down yeah
Why am I so fly? Here'a crash course
My photo should be the logo for the passports
And when they ask for my
Pictures rumors fly like twisters
But it don't matter I just walk
On top of the whispers
Look at the women or the denim
Look at my eyes see the sky dives in em
And my girl so fly, me and her futuristic
They sick of me shining so
I just eclipse shit but darling, all them
Hate to see you soaring can't wait
They love to take pictures
When you're falling we all got problems
But when they start pouring
It have a brother feelin like
A bucket in New Orleans
But when it gets heavyweight
All I do is levitate
Over all the drama like Bush
When the levee's break
Damn to be honest, bad news is time flies
Good thing is you're the pilot, yeah
And now appearing on behalf of his homeboy
Locoist, soloist in a lane all on his own boy
Photo this as I ocho this they
Don't know what I'm on boy it is 8
Ate is eat got a stomach full of songs boy
Call us hear that plane food
Runnin on that plain fuel
Walkin on the sky now
Yoda must've trained lu
His shoes got them wings to
Feathers on his sandals
Weathers where he hang fool
Not where they send rain to
But where you can wear sandals
LAXing like the airport in the
City of Los Angelessss
Yea but Im from that ORD
Playa you can't play with that
Global service verses
And you know that I don't pay for bags
But, I keep my paper tagged
Just in case they lose it
I'll always get my paperback
This ain't even hard for me
This more like paperback this is that
History book my planes up out the pages rap
We Flyin High
And beyond I'ont plauteu a keep goin
They'ont want me to peak like a
Peeping Tom you see it
It's a natural reflex the bs i
Deflect I got it sewn
But, I don't seem stressed
(seamtress) peep it
This is for my little leaguers playing
Trying to get their majors on
So they be an umpire and they
Have a plate at home
Play it safe, naw, naw, life is like a song
Take the bullshit by the horns
Smooth it out likeuhhhh
I'm like a hawk with his middle fingers up
If you don't move it you lose it
And your wings turn to dust
So I don't fuck around
I hover above the ground
I just tackle my goals and
That's how I touch down
But, I'm still upward bound
So the kids huddle round
This is soul medicine no
Side effects evident uhhhh
You gotta rise from living this low life
Time to stop being fraid of
Your own heights! yeah!