Lyrics:
rising
Aye Come with me, baby come with me
And we could
Fly away
I just wanna fly fly fly
Somewhere u and i can stay
Watch the world go by by by
(She my ride or die
Baby, you and I)
Just look me in the eye
Hug me, make me cry
With you wanna fly
Wanna fly high to the sky
Want you by my side
You
got a piece with a bitch sucking his dick
So what you waiting for you shy men?
Come join the fly men
That'll push like hymens for (diamonds)
With
and protocol measures prior to launch.
[Background checks]
The voice that you can hear is that of Commander David Gibson communicating with the ground team.
trust any rapper who says they are fake
'Cause all they ever do is fly in shame
It's irritatin', keepin' up with these fuckers
Real Kardashian gender
And like Chicago winds, I was once a Street Disciple
Rockin' every Jordan shoe, Nike put out by Michael
That made me feel like I could fly, sometimes I
of comin' in last.
But somewhere in the race we run,
We're coming undone
And days go by,
I can feel 'em flyin'
Like a hand out the window in the wind
But somewhere in the race we run
We're coming undone
Days go by
I can feel 'em flying
Like a hand out the window in the wind as the cars go by
beef
Better hit the highway while I Fly Away
Been to hell and back on my own two feet
What's the name, Mr. Hicks, Game plan, getting rich
Redeemed by all
effected
By yo actions
And yo actions
Only acting
On yo thoughts
Who you think you are
What you wanna be
How you wanna live
When you gone be free
When
Yeah, motherfuckers! (yeah)
ItsTheReal, bitch! (Bitch) lil Jon, bitch!
I make raps just to make dough
Just to make liquor just to make clothes
Just
with lies
One day you'll be in the ditch
Flies buzzin' around your eyes
Blood on your saddle
Idiot wind
Blowing through the flowers on your tomb
with lies
One day you'll be in the ditch
Flies buzzin' around your eyes
Blood on your saddle
Idiot wind
Blowing through the flowers on your tomb
flock dives you'll die
Why don't you fly on by?
If your flock dives you'll die
You can get up under the wind and glide away
The sky is big enough
Yes, Jon?
Ladies and gentlemen, Jonathon Maisto!
Big round of applause for
This guy for putting
Up with my shit for so many years!
(Nice shirt, Jon
wings in the wind that's fly
I used to dream that i was pushing a benz
With some clarion screens rockin' the cartier lenz
With thirty six and a beam
Fly shit only
You know I keep a fly bitch on me
Yeah I'm mobbing like tony
Quick jeffin with cuz you don't know
I Stay drape in designer
I'm
ON YOUR WAY
YOU CAN PLAY WITH FRIENDLY WINDS
AND FEEL THE SKY GO WINDING BY
IN THE AIR YOU BREATHE
YOU FEEL YOUR HEARTBEAT
TELL YOU WHERE THE HIGHWAY LEADS
I'll lose it by myself
Riding with my niggas
And we riding with these dreams
In our pocket
Got some green in our pocket
We may fuck around and fly away
went past, stitched up with the gauze
Gettin' drunk by the store, smokin' blunts with some more
Fraud ass niggas who like to front and big talk
Never
matter the danger ahead
With a zip of champagne and wings of steel
She's moving on
Like a feather in the wind she flies away
No matter the danger ahead
the background
And I still here the song that he was hummin to
You never know how time flies
You sure miss it when it goes by
Now I can see the past in a better
I ride by, like a driver on a nigga
So fly, that his bitch might choose a nigga
Ask why, gives a fuck about that nigga
So high, we up on all you
the window in the wind.
The cars go by,
Yeah it's all we've been given,
So you better start livin' right now
'Cause days go by,
Oh and a woo-hoo
Out
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