Fly Jets Over Boston (feat. Curren$y)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:43 duration
๐ ID: 10890739
๐ Lyrics
Yeah (Adams)
(Yeah) Fly Jets over Boston
Yeah oh
We not playing with 'em
White picket fence, not me I'm on the top flor
Roof top city spot looking over all yours (I see ya)
Chillin' with a crush I don't really have time for
I; m with the 3 white keys in C, you're a minor
Knew my shit bang when my music hit the highways
Found out that hard work pays off like Fridays
And, plenty of people do this our age
But don't seem to be blowin' like
Penelope and Johnny's
Sorry, sounded so big headed
I'm just flowin' no clue where this
clouds headed (no way, no clue)
Never been addicted to the fame, no
star fetish
You worried 'bout yours, but we
count all of this,
uh
All we gon' do is spit that reals
So if you fake then don't come 'round here
Oh you thought that this was your year?
There's the door
get the fuck outta here
I'm not playing, I'm just saying
I'm not playing, I'm just saying
I'm not playing, I'm just saying
I'm not playing
Uh, and when it all come down to it
The homie Spitta do his thing
you gotta give it to him
refer in 3rd person tell myself about my music
You got them screen door lyrics,
we can see through 'em
You and your team dont get it how you say you doin'
You just tryna keep the crowd moving lying to 'em
Disrespecting the game and getting paid for it
Lost sight of what you first got in the game for
I seen it all from my stadium seat chair
Number 1 rolled OG brand new
Old sneaks man what you mean?
It's like club life
Shoppin' in a time machine
Kinda light headed in my heavy Chevy
Talkin' to my light skinned red bone on my blackberry
Headed wherever I haven't been already
Fuck all else
Jets over every
All we gon' do is spit that reals
So if you fake then don't come 'round here
Oh, you thought that this was your year?
Here's the door, get the fuck outta here
I'm not playing, Im just saying
I'm not playing, I'm just saying
I'm not playing, I'm just saying (straight up)
Word to Sam, fool
Roll me another one
(Yeah) Fly Jets over Boston
Yeah oh
We not playing with 'em
White picket fence, not me I'm on the top flor
Roof top city spot looking over all yours (I see ya)
Chillin' with a crush I don't really have time for
I; m with the 3 white keys in C, you're a minor
Knew my shit bang when my music hit the highways
Found out that hard work pays off like Fridays
And, plenty of people do this our age
But don't seem to be blowin' like
Penelope and Johnny's
Sorry, sounded so big headed
I'm just flowin' no clue where this
clouds headed (no way, no clue)
Never been addicted to the fame, no
star fetish
You worried 'bout yours, but we
count all of this,
uh
All we gon' do is spit that reals
So if you fake then don't come 'round here
Oh you thought that this was your year?
There's the door
get the fuck outta here
I'm not playing, I'm just saying
I'm not playing, I'm just saying
I'm not playing, I'm just saying
I'm not playing
Uh, and when it all come down to it
The homie Spitta do his thing
you gotta give it to him
refer in 3rd person tell myself about my music
You got them screen door lyrics,
we can see through 'em
You and your team dont get it how you say you doin'
You just tryna keep the crowd moving lying to 'em
Disrespecting the game and getting paid for it
Lost sight of what you first got in the game for
I seen it all from my stadium seat chair
Number 1 rolled OG brand new
Old sneaks man what you mean?
It's like club life
Shoppin' in a time machine
Kinda light headed in my heavy Chevy
Talkin' to my light skinned red bone on my blackberry
Headed wherever I haven't been already
Fuck all else
Jets over every
All we gon' do is spit that reals
So if you fake then don't come 'round here
Oh, you thought that this was your year?
Here's the door, get the fuck outta here
I'm not playing, Im just saying
I'm not playing, I'm just saying
I'm not playing, I'm just saying (straight up)
Word to Sam, fool
Roll me another one
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:02.63] Yeah (Adams)
[00:08.11] (Yeah) Fly Jets over Boston
[00:12.66] Yeah oh
[00:14.49] We not playing with 'em
[00:16.27] White picket fence, not me I'm on the top flor
[00:19.09] Roof top city spot looking over all yours (I see ya)
[00:21.74] Chillin' with a crush I don't really have time for
[00:24.40] I; m with the 3 white keys in C, you're a minor
[00:27.11] Knew my shit bang when my music hit the highways
[00:29.89] Found out that hard work pays off like Fridays
[00:32.51] And, plenty of people do this our age
[00:35.22] But don't seem to be blowin' like
[00:37.10] Penelope and Johnny's
[00:38.93] Sorry, sounded so big headed
[00:40.75] I'm just flowin' no clue where this
[00:42.50] clouds headed (no way, no clue)
[00:44.32] Never been addicted to the fame, no
[00:45.22] star fetish
[00:46.15] You worried 'bout yours, but we
[00:47.92] count all of this,
[00:48.86] uh
[00:49.70] All we gon' do is spit that reals
[00:51.59] So if you fake then don't come 'round here
[00:55.25] Oh you thought that this was your year?
[00:57.08] There's the door
[00:58.89] get the fuck outta here
[01:00.65] I'm not playing, I'm just saying
[01:03.34] I'm not playing, I'm just saying
[01:06.94] I'm not playing, I'm just saying
[01:09.64] I'm not playing
[01:11.54] Uh, and when it all come down to it
[01:14.29] The homie Spitta do his thing
[01:16.04] you gotta give it to him
[01:17.81] refer in 3rd person tell myself about my music
[01:19.67] You got them screen door lyrics,
[01:21.42] we can see through 'em
[01:23.22] You and your team dont get it how you say you doin'
[01:25.94] You just tryna keep the crowd moving lying to 'em
[01:28.66] Disrespecting the game and getting paid for it
[01:30.47] Lost sight of what you first got in the game for
[01:34.19] I seen it all from my stadium seat chair
[01:35.98] Number 1 rolled OG brand new
[01:39.52] Old sneaks man what you mean?
[01:40.42] It's like club life
[01:42.28] Shoppin' in a time machine
[01:44.08] Kinda light headed in my heavy Chevy
[01:46.80] Talkin' to my light skinned red bone on my blackberry
[01:50.40] Headed wherever I haven't been already
[01:52.26] Fuck all else
[01:54.03] Jets over every
[01:55.86] All we gon' do is spit that reals
[01:58.52] So if you fake then don't come 'round here
[02:01.25] Oh, you thought that this was your year?
[02:03.95] Here's the door, get the fuck outta here
[02:06.68] I'm not playing, Im just saying
[02:10.37] I'm not playing, I'm just saying
[02:13.06] I'm not playing, I'm just saying (straight up)
[02:16.67] Word to Sam, fool
[02:22.06] Roll me another one
[02:28.43]
[00:08.11] (Yeah) Fly Jets over Boston
[00:12.66] Yeah oh
[00:14.49] We not playing with 'em
[00:16.27] White picket fence, not me I'm on the top flor
[00:19.09] Roof top city spot looking over all yours (I see ya)
[00:21.74] Chillin' with a crush I don't really have time for
[00:24.40] I; m with the 3 white keys in C, you're a minor
[00:27.11] Knew my shit bang when my music hit the highways
[00:29.89] Found out that hard work pays off like Fridays
[00:32.51] And, plenty of people do this our age
[00:35.22] But don't seem to be blowin' like
[00:37.10] Penelope and Johnny's
[00:38.93] Sorry, sounded so big headed
[00:40.75] I'm just flowin' no clue where this
[00:42.50] clouds headed (no way, no clue)
[00:44.32] Never been addicted to the fame, no
[00:45.22] star fetish
[00:46.15] You worried 'bout yours, but we
[00:47.92] count all of this,
[00:48.86] uh
[00:49.70] All we gon' do is spit that reals
[00:51.59] So if you fake then don't come 'round here
[00:55.25] Oh you thought that this was your year?
[00:57.08] There's the door
[00:58.89] get the fuck outta here
[01:00.65] I'm not playing, I'm just saying
[01:03.34] I'm not playing, I'm just saying
[01:06.94] I'm not playing, I'm just saying
[01:09.64] I'm not playing
[01:11.54] Uh, and when it all come down to it
[01:14.29] The homie Spitta do his thing
[01:16.04] you gotta give it to him
[01:17.81] refer in 3rd person tell myself about my music
[01:19.67] You got them screen door lyrics,
[01:21.42] we can see through 'em
[01:23.22] You and your team dont get it how you say you doin'
[01:25.94] You just tryna keep the crowd moving lying to 'em
[01:28.66] Disrespecting the game and getting paid for it
[01:30.47] Lost sight of what you first got in the game for
[01:34.19] I seen it all from my stadium seat chair
[01:35.98] Number 1 rolled OG brand new
[01:39.52] Old sneaks man what you mean?
[01:40.42] It's like club life
[01:42.28] Shoppin' in a time machine
[01:44.08] Kinda light headed in my heavy Chevy
[01:46.80] Talkin' to my light skinned red bone on my blackberry
[01:50.40] Headed wherever I haven't been already
[01:52.26] Fuck all else
[01:54.03] Jets over every
[01:55.86] All we gon' do is spit that reals
[01:58.52] So if you fake then don't come 'round here
[02:01.25] Oh, you thought that this was your year?
[02:03.95] Here's the door, get the fuck outta here
[02:06.68] I'm not playing, Im just saying
[02:10.37] I'm not playing, I'm just saying
[02:13.06] I'm not playing, I'm just saying (straight up)
[02:16.67] Word to Sam, fool
[02:22.06] Roll me another one
[02:28.43]