(Fly, fly, fly, fly)

The best position of my life, my future's lookin' bright
Them Gucci's on my face but I'm not blinded by the light
I'm out here in grind mode
I'm out here in grind mode

The best position in my life, my future's lookin' bright
Them Louis' on my face but I'm not blinded by the light
I'm out here in grind mode
I'm out here in grind mode

Yeah, yeah
Ain't have no pot to piss in
Now I'm on yachts with bitches
My flow is not the sickest?
You niggas common-sense-less
We at the round table po-po-po-politickin'
Like F-A-B we R.I.p. Our competition
No opposition, just a flock of bitches
The roof crack, the trunk open they saw my vision
Them bright lights had her eyes itchin'
But she not trippin' 'caise she just wanna take flight witcha

Clear off my runway
I'm' bout to catch flight
Clouds on my freeway
I'ma coast my kite

So tell 'em that I came for the game, and I took it (fly, fly, fly)
There's weather in these skies, but why it never shook me? (Fly, fly, fly)
The captain of my plane, so I gotta dip it (fly, fly, fly)
You see my eyes tell me if you see my vision (fly, fly, fly)
All my nigga's doin' life, my brother's in the grave (fly, fly, fly)
I feel like it's my duty, my nigga to spread my wings (fly, fly, fly)
And all I do is fly, and fly away (fly, fly, fly)
One day I hope you all gon' fly away (fly, fly, fly)
Fly away, nigga, hey

The best position of my life, my future's lookin' bright
Them Gucci's on my face but I'm not blinded by the light
I'm out here in grind mode
I'm out here in grind mode

Yeah
Perrier sippin', Benz drop dippin'
Real fly Crippin', nigga
All money business, nigga
Cross country trippin', nigga
First class sittin', nigga
When I touch down it's like a five grand interest, nigga
You know what I'm into, nigga
Money and expensive bitches
Fuck 'em on expensive linen
Then put on expensive denim
Five stacks in each pocket
What you niggas know about it?
I stay on that shit that make your bitch act a ho around me

Clear off my runway
I'm' bout to catch flight
Clouds on my freeway
I'ma coast my kite

So tell 'em that I came for the game, and I took it (fly, fly, fly)
There's weather in these skies, but why it never shook me? (Fly, fly, fly)
The captain of my plane, so I gotta dip it (fly, fly, fly)
You see my eyes tell me if you see my vision (fly, fly, fly)
All my nigga's doin' life, my brother's in the grave (fly, fly, fly)
I feel like it's my duty, my nigga to spread my wings (fly, fly, fly)
And all I do is fly, and fly away (fly, fly, fly)
One day I hope you all gon' fly away (fly, fly, fly)

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Writer(s): Ermias Asghedom