Jets Fly High (feat. Techsolo & Jet)
Marcus B.
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Yeah Long live Jet For real Jets fly high We never go low We were meant to soar the sky's You can see us float Jets fly high Bro was a goat Freestyling for hours This music all we know On this trip to the top They say it's bumps in the roads Knew that I would take some L's But not one of the bros Every time I dropped an album Bro would hit up my phone Told me that he seen me working Wanted to get what I'm on I got 12 voice memos that he sent to my phone The hood gone eat you It's the belly of the beast mane Surviving in the jungle where we all trynna be king Hyenas moving shaky Your own kind be hating You would think that if you made it Your people would celebrate ya It's a problem with these black on black crimes We need to save these black lives I stay distant from my opposition Can't see penitentiary This next line is contraction But I swear I wish bro would've been the shooter Least he would've still been here But man Jets fly high We never go low We were meant to soar the sky's You can see Can't believe my nigga left me We were supposed to be out in miami riding jet skis Now I'm staring at the phone Hoping one day you text me I really cant see my nigga again That shit perplex me That shit make me wanna murder everybody in this bitch Do a homie in this bitch Being up at 4 am My nigga how could I forget I don't understand it So many different ways you coulda finished this life It don't sit with me right This is not how I planned it They told me this world was mine But if it was you would be back on this planet My nigga gone How could I take it for granted This shit titanic How could the journey finish fore we ever began it But listen bro Love you dog Promise you gone live forever I just thought we'd have a chance to do all of this shit together And now I look at myself like damn I was way dumber But I look back at myself And I give myself a high-five for bringing me here During the high tide the water was low I couldn't even swim I couldn't even float I had sunk to the bottom and I just found myself Like damn my nigga Why did I drown myself But I reincarnated the same day like hey My name is Jet J-E-T it's spelled the same way The flyest nigga in the plane First class I hope I don't crash but if I do I'll be glad Because everybody clapped and applauded for my music And my lyrics It was used to influence The generations of the future I hope I don't really know But my shit is dope Like fresh off the stove Whipped up like it was some coke I got time on the beat and I'm gonna just float Wanna float like I spit liquid gold like this shit really cold like Like a cold night in the motherfuckin' winter I know that I'm a sinner But soon I'll be a winner And hopefully
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Written by: Derrick Stephens, Ethan Evans, Marcus Burton
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