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letra de fly high - shy glizzy

[intro]
la música de harry fraud
oh, oh, oh
young jefe, holmes

[verse 1]
they tell you the world is yours and then they make it hard to live
this money ain’t accounted for, but b-tch, i’m worth some m’s
i never doubted her, i seen it right from the beginning
and she came over here because she really wanna win
she let me f-ck her friend and now she wanna f-ck again
and your thoughts must be broke if you don’t think my b-tch a ten
he thought life was a game until it hit him on his chin
your wife don’t be wearin’ her ring when she be f-ckin’ ’round with him
30, 30, i miss you, yeah, i wish you would’ve answered that last call
ot bam, i miss you, dawg, i still remember our last talk
now that i do this sh-t for y’all, i’m just gon’ let that bag talk
pull up to bank of america doin’ a motherf-ckin’ cash walk, n-gg-

[chorus]
fly high, fly high
they don’t never trust they timing
must be the reason all these n-gg-s dying
fly high, fly high
she into money, purses, and diamonds
that n-gg- say he f-cked for free, he lying
fly high

[verse 2]
they gon’ pretend they love you, crazy what that cash do
i’m in a fast coupe, gonna bust a fast move
i know some secrets ’bout you but i never asked you
i blew a bag too, why you in a bad mood?
kept it one hundred when i really could’ve trashed you
steak cost a hundred, lil’ b-tch, they call it wagyu
let’s not forget ’bout all these n-gg-s stealing swag too
just like my pictures, ho, please stay up off my ‘gram, fool
i’m still chillin’ in them trenches with that 40 tucked
he get to trippin’, i shoot like a milwaukee buck
heard n-gg- b-tchin’, oh, she ain’t pickin’ up
i heard she ridin’ with young jefe in that bentley truck

- shy glizzy

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