I heard We Fly High in a bar in Fort Worth last week. Not a hip hop bar. A regular bar, in Texas, in 2026. Twenty years after it dropped, a room full of people who were toddlers when it came out threw the jumpshot up without thinking about it. That is the kind of record we are talking about.
And Max B just said he does not want his name on it anymore.
What The Record Actually Did
We Fly High came out October 21, 2006 on Koch and Diplomat, produced by Zukhan Bey. It hit number 5 on the Billboard Hot 100, number 1 on Hot Rap Songs, number 4 on the R&B and hip hop chart and number 2 on Rhythmic airplay. It went platinum from the RIAA, and then went platinum a second time as a ringtone, which tells you exactly what year it was. It finished number 28 on the 2007 year end Hot 100.
The remix pulled T.I., Diddy, Juelz Santana, Birdman, Young Dro and Jermaine Dupri. Jay Z recorded his own version taking shots, and instead of going to war Jim folded it into his record and rode the attention all the way up the charts.
It is also, to this day, the only Hot 100 entry of Jim Jones’ career. One record. That is the whole ballgame. The ballin’ jumpshot ended up on the New York Giants sideline and then everywhere else, which is why a Texas bar still plays it two decades later.
Jim’s own take, ten years in, was that he hates it. He told Complex in 2016 the record makes him cringe, and said he sometimes keeps a low profile in clubs so he does not have to hear it.
The Claim, And Then The Walk Away
For years Max told the same story. He wrote the chorus, he put the woman on the hook, and Jim called him out of bed at 2 in the morning to help get the record together. The official registration never reflected any of that. The credited writers are Jim Jones and Zukhan Bey.
Jim shut it down cold in November 2016, saying Max B never wrote one ounce of his music, and that nobody else ever has either.
Now Max B is home after 17 years and 10 months, and in his first real sitdown with DJ Vlad he ran the claim back one more time. Then he dropped it in the same breath.
From this point on, I’m not taking no more credit for We Fly High.
Max B
He calls it Jim’s record, points out his name is not on it, and adds that he is dethroning the song. He asks not to be tied to it anymore.
The Read
He did not ask for a check. He did not ask for a credit correction. He took his name off the most commercially successful song he has ever been connected to and handed it back. Two decades of the most argued about writing credit in Harlem rap ended in about eleven seconds of tape.
Whether you believe he wrote it or not, that record is still eating in 2026. Somebody in a Fort Worth bar is throwing the jumpshot up right now.
Watch It
The moment starts at the 25:30 mark.