[Chorus: Drake]
I'm still fly; I'm sky high
And I dare anybody to try and cut my wing
I'm still pullin' out the phantom and these haters can't stand em
N***a I'm still doin my thing
I'm still fly; I'm sky high
And I dare anybody to try and cut my wing
I'm still shuttin' cities down every time I come around
N***a I'm still doin' my thing
I'm still...

[Verse 1: Page]
Clean in this bitch I'm feelin' myself goddamn a n***a rich
And every time I touch it guaranteed to be hit
And when them checks come guaranteed to be a split
I'm flyer then an invitation
Like I'm the information
Toronto's been waiting and I'm glad ya'll been waiting patient
But I'm here now these n***as is old news
I mix cocaine powder with the pro tools
(Whip it) Yeah crack that's just how I double back
Yoropiko Jeans bleeding on them white air max
And these n***as keep asking me when you gon' drop
Why the fuck you still harassing me when's that gon' stop
I guess its when my albums selling in the stores
And they sayin' damn I use to know the boy
Now I barely see em
And the little kids wanna be him
He a star now look up you'll probably see him
[Chorus: Drake]
I'm still fly; I'm sky high
And I dare anybody to try and cut my wing
I'm still pullin' out the phantom and these haters can't stand em
N***a I'm still doin my thing
I'm still fly; I'm sky high
And I dare anybody to try and cut my wing
I'm still shuttin' cities down every time I come around
N***a I'm still doin' my thing
I'm still...

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Fly as I wanna be kush in the air I get high as I wanna be
S 550 navigatin' where I gonna be
P.A.G. mother fucker don't forget the E
Rep T dot till they bury me
Audemars the wrist red diamonds in the necklace
Been getting' checks while you rappers stay checkless
Real street n***a feel free to do a checklist
They don't really make em like me
Had to give you a second to breathe
N***a ballin' still a hobby and I do that with ease
I'm bout to catch pneumonia because my neck stay freeze
I'm in the west indies
A 100 grand on a cheap white tee
I'm the man in my city they demand at me
N***a I rep for my city like a football team
I'm fly like the New York Jets be
In a G5 two nines on me like Wayne Gretzky
[Chorus: Drake]
I'm still fly; I'm sky high
And I dare anybody to try and cut my wing
I'm still pullin' out the phantom and these haters can't stand em
N***a I'm still doin my thing
I'm still fly; I'm sky high
And I dare anybody to try and cut my wing
I'm still shuttin' cities down every time I come around
N***a I'm still doin' my thing
I'm still...