Lyrics:
treat
I'm a nice guy, but got real mean moves
I choose the scene to be seen by you
I've got a clean shirt and fresh pressed pants
Cuz girls like nice guys
shit will get yo ass laid out
I'm Clark Kent
Under dark tint
But you can call me
[Chorus]
Superman
It's a bird, it's a plane
Naw nigga, it's
shit will get yo ass laid out
I'm Clark Kent
Under dark tint
But you can call me
[Chorus]
Superman
It's a bird, it's a plane
Naw nigga, it's
God and get rich
Saw the D's fly by, in a New Yorker, yup, tints and shit
They made a right on me, them last two dicks
Know I seen 'em, Max loaded,
Champagne toastin' while you splittin' Clark Bars
I'd rather be live at The Tunnel with Flex
Then on the corner holdin' bundles, next
[Styles]
I’m good in the hood
I was born in the hood so from the burbs still hood live
You need me see me when I land I’m at gate 5 fly
Show me a vein sh..
live life
Kowope all guys dey feel fly
Pull up in the party we be in all white
Pull up in the party we be in alright
Say who’s that nigga from
and the dieing..
Think about it...
[CHORUS]
When I think about the days gone by,
All the times.. You wish that you could fly away,
To clear blue skies.. Just
dreams, got dreams I'm striving for
So I'm gonna live higher, I'm gonna live higher
Music is about to change, I'm part of the game
It's already in my
a day
Once a day all day long
And once a night from dusk till dawn
The only time I wish you weren't gone
Is once a day every day all day long
I'm so glad
what
Is going on in this world that we live but
I can tell that this shit ain't gonna end well
Everything's moving fast while I stand still
Crooked suits
by
(Devin Clark)
Domestic violence isn't always committed by the guy
(Jerwarren Jackson)
All we desire is peace
(Elijah McClain)
Don't chase me round
This is where I rise above your eyes
This is where I fly into the Sky
And you wonder why
He's flying so High
This is where I rise into the Skies
This is
is my gear
It's my only possession
And music's my passion
I'm moving to the top. Step by step
The wheel keeps on turning for me
And if you want to stab
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
as Satellites they have different types
Space satellites are cgi
And there are hundreds of the real type they strap to balloons
That you can see fly by
At night.
persistence and goodwill
We fight to the death these motherfuckers is shook still
Yeah from the dirt to the top shelf
How many lives do we got left
Stay focused
Yo, I'm trippin', dippin', slippin' into a stupor
Sippin' on a pint Ouzo
Heaven sent like Clark Kent
Feelin super in my scooter, hittin' on cougars
for gold gloves, ya times up
The spices, entice, lust, devine stuff
But the plug just replied, dang, bone dry
Now my source is defined by the weight
Mad game, takin wins, the shit is real son
We live in brooklyn
With my girls and marissa now you're up in cambridge
Fly shit
And every spot we hit is
power in ancient citizens
Look what we living in
Money running world is evil and Heart chakra we covering
Chasing the wrong green man
Live to love
Unlike the Cable Guy
But what she sees Is that I can't live without her
And I'm so glad I found her once again
Found her once again Once again
Yeah I'm
Get 'em away from me
Get 'em away from me
Like a fly to feces, guys is leaches they just take from me
Get 'em away from me
Get 'em away from me
stuck in fly paper (well makin paper is fly)
Cause the eagle's on the paper, now you understand why?
When the eagle rules the sky, many black men die
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