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skepta - flying high (freestyle) lyrics

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[hook: toro y moi]
i be flying high, shawty, i be flying high
i be flying high, shawty, i be flying high
i be flying high, shawty, i be flying high
if you ain’t up on my level, disappear, please don’t reply, bye

[verse 1: skepta]
most of the time i’m calm
but right now i got a devil in my palm
i know i said that i wear sungl-sses at night
but tonight i need to see where i’m goin’
wanna see somebody drop to the ground
no civilians, no doctors around
who said life is priceless?
so far your life cost me a pound
one phone call and a 10p text
all of my man, dem link up quick
we don’t care what ends he reps
when i said it, should’ve known it wasn’t any old rhyme
got a couple k!llers that are never online
might seen a shadow in a video of mine
standin’ behind the camera with the director
ready to shoot an mc one time

[hook: toro y moi]
i be flying high, shawty, i be flying high
i be flying high, shawty, i be flying high
i be flying high, shawty, i be flying high
if you ain’t up on my level, disappear, please don’t reply, bye

[verse 2: skepta]
somebody’s gonna get murked
spoke to my mum ’bout that there work
counted to 10 but that didn’t work
f-ck this sh-t, man i’m puttin’ in work
switch them plates, man i’m goin’ on a ride
black bally on and i look like a fly
give mumsy a kiss, tell her you’ll be home soon
come to the gate when i pull up on the drive
i don’t care if it’s rainin’ or not
we get chased by feds
everybody in the car better know that i’m failin’ to stop
cause like luis suarez, these police love takin’ a shot
bitin’ enemy violatin’ the squad
so f-ck my alb-ms, f-ck all my mixtapes in the shop
real gs don’t procrastinate on the job

[hook: toro y moi]
i be flying high, shawty, i be flying high
i be flying high, shawty, i be flying high
i be flying high, shawty, i be flying high
if you ain’t up on my level, disappear, please don’t reply, bye

[outro: skepta]
danger, tell these babies there’s no space in the manger
anybody get rude, i’ll send for the head top, rearrange yah



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