Fly
Chris Jordan & Rob Jones
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First things first I keep it real until I see a casket I'll break my back to break these records yea I'm bending backwards If you catch me 1 on 1 you'll never see a basket Bury me a king the crown I wear is just a hat trick Long days to find out where the cash at You aint got nothing for me go and hit my cash app I know they hating on my future i thought we were past that Funny how you getting jealous of the one you laughed at... I always kill em with the bic, making hits Don't need a gun i can spit, need a chick super thick just to sit down watch a flick While I'm dodging all the bullshit that they wish yea they wish If you place bets on my future then I'm boutta hit a lick Fly like the rockets I'm chris with the J I'm killing the game but a nigga don't play I'm starving to eat so these niggas my prey I'm touching the road going back to the A Motivate, I take the right steps and I elevate I ride on these beats and I meditate I study the planes and I levitate, I fly Do you wanna fly? Do you wanna fly? This the type of shit that gets you high Do you wanna fly with us tonight? Do you wanna fly with us tonight? Do you wanna fly? Do you wanna fly? Do you really wanna touch the sky? Do you wanna fly with us tonight? Do you wanna fly with us tonight? Do you wanna fly? I worry about Too much I'm cool with that smooth touch My pockets got too much Like Micheal I'm too clutch This is that f*ck up this summer jam that's word to my day ones Im all black from head to toe, dare niggas to say something Back when i was homesick I had so much time spent And i been gone for so long, don't know where them days went I was whipping up soft serve and working the late shift Now I'm posted with the money team we on our own shit And we never back down Shout out to my hometown Ima be ghost for the summer so wake me up when we fall bound Then ima drop a whole mixtape and switch up the whole sound Me and chris going state to state oh yea boy we been round Your boy on a clean slate Eating on lean steak Thats all on the dinner plate Take off with the briefcase I just gotta cash it and graduate Between all the verses and class time, niggas aint slept for a week straight This for Jamaica that wagwan, them bruddas and none of them streets safe, gone Do you wanna fly? Do you wanna fly? This the type of shit that gets you high Do you wanna fly with us tonight? Do you wanna fly with us tonight? Do you wanna fly? Do you wanna fly? Do you really wanna touch the sky? Do you wanna fly with us tonight? Do you wanna fly with us tonight? Do you wanna fly?
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Written by: Christopher Egland, Robert Jones
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