Fly
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โฑ๏ธ 3:39 duration
๐ ID: 9080174
๐ Lyrics
I'm off a bottle, off a zip, off a motherfuckin' tab
I just took a day trip, there ain't no way I'm going back
I just drank my fourth fifth, and I might crash this rented whip
And go to hell with every choice and bad decision that I had
Hopin' all my friends are strizzy and my family doin' proper
Know mama always wished that I'd grow up to be a doctor
But I ain't make it to Harvard and I'm glad I didn't
Just a son of a bitch whippin' au Ford, focused on writtens
More importantly women with bad intentions and fishy feelings
Keepin' me outta pocket, then diggin' in 'em
I ain't done my dishes in a minute, my roommate finna kill me
And I just left my girl 'cause she fuckin' with other niggas
Now I been on a trip, maybe more than a bender
I'm still up in the studio, tryna get through the winter
And I thank God that I'm still alive, I coulda been finished
By my antics, or asleep with the fishes, yeah
I've been taking my time before I go down, baby
Take a look at my life from the outside
Lately the more I see, the less I know
Within my dreams without control
I'm running out, running out
The more I breathe the more I choke
For what I fiend inside my soul
I'm running out, running out
Running out of fuel
Running out of fuel
Running out of fuel
Running out of fuel
Running out ofโ
It's acid rushing through my system
Fuck your feelings, I feel everything
Dropped a dose 'cause it was busy fuckin' with my vision, okay
I make history with hittin' every beat I try to kill
And I'ma get it, leave the bait and see who reel it in, wait
Slightly stupid, I'm slightly moving to lightning music
Correct them talkin', no move in silence, I like to do it
I function different than all your idols, I wouldn't choose 'em
I just think that trying would be useless
I'm not the stable one, honestly they can't copy me
I can't copy myself, I think I shoulda been in college
And I'm not really the cocky one
But I'm the only thing that's been stopping me
Rockin' with the whole process that I've been jockin', okay
So it's back to the music, and it's back to the drugs
Lord, I hope I don't abuse it
Got this talent, can I use it?
And it's back to the booth
Always, always, always comin' up with new shit
I'm feelin' every way, sentences sit with heavyweight
How can I help them hear me?
I hope I'm sending a message
Hazy like we some pledges
Smokin' at all the edges
That effort I put in has to help me elevate
I just took a day trip, there ain't no way I'm going back
I just drank my fourth fifth, and I might crash this rented whip
And go to hell with every choice and bad decision that I had
Hopin' all my friends are strizzy and my family doin' proper
Know mama always wished that I'd grow up to be a doctor
But I ain't make it to Harvard and I'm glad I didn't
Just a son of a bitch whippin' au Ford, focused on writtens
More importantly women with bad intentions and fishy feelings
Keepin' me outta pocket, then diggin' in 'em
I ain't done my dishes in a minute, my roommate finna kill me
And I just left my girl 'cause she fuckin' with other niggas
Now I been on a trip, maybe more than a bender
I'm still up in the studio, tryna get through the winter
And I thank God that I'm still alive, I coulda been finished
By my antics, or asleep with the fishes, yeah
I've been taking my time before I go down, baby
Take a look at my life from the outside
Lately the more I see, the less I know
Within my dreams without control
I'm running out, running out
The more I breathe the more I choke
For what I fiend inside my soul
I'm running out, running out
Running out of fuel
Running out of fuel
Running out of fuel
Running out of fuel
Running out ofโ
It's acid rushing through my system
Fuck your feelings, I feel everything
Dropped a dose 'cause it was busy fuckin' with my vision, okay
I make history with hittin' every beat I try to kill
And I'ma get it, leave the bait and see who reel it in, wait
Slightly stupid, I'm slightly moving to lightning music
Correct them talkin', no move in silence, I like to do it
I function different than all your idols, I wouldn't choose 'em
I just think that trying would be useless
I'm not the stable one, honestly they can't copy me
I can't copy myself, I think I shoulda been in college
And I'm not really the cocky one
But I'm the only thing that's been stopping me
Rockin' with the whole process that I've been jockin', okay
So it's back to the music, and it's back to the drugs
Lord, I hope I don't abuse it
Got this talent, can I use it?
And it's back to the booth
Always, always, always comin' up with new shit
I'm feelin' every way, sentences sit with heavyweight
How can I help them hear me?
I hope I'm sending a message
Hazy like we some pledges
Smokin' at all the edges
That effort I put in has to help me elevate
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.86] I'm off a bottle, off a zip, off a motherfuckin' tab
[00:13.79] I just took a day trip, there ain't no way I'm going back
[00:16.67] I just drank my fourth fifth, and I might crash this rented whip
[00:19.39] And go to hell with every choice and bad decision that I had
[00:22.14] Hopin' all my friends are strizzy and my family doin' proper
[00:25.10] Know mama always wished that I'd grow up to be a doctor
[00:27.81] But I ain't make it to Harvard and I'm glad I didn't
[00:30.69] Just a son of a bitch whippin' au Ford, focused on writtens
[00:33.81] More importantly women with bad intentions and fishy feelings
[00:37.02] Keepin' me outta pocket, then diggin' in 'em
[00:38.90] I ain't done my dishes in a minute, my roommate finna kill me
[00:42.13] And I just left my girl 'cause she fuckin' with other niggas
[00:44.95] Now I been on a trip, maybe more than a bender
[00:47.70] I'm still up in the studio, tryna get through the winter
[00:50.62] And I thank God that I'm still alive, I coulda been finished
[00:53.32] By my antics, or asleep with the fishes, yeah
[00:56.95] I've been taking my time before I go down, baby
[01:02.72] Take a look at my life from the outside
[01:07.16] Lately the more I see, the less I know
[01:10.30] Within my dreams without control
[01:13.10] I'm running out, running out
[01:18.95] The more I breathe the more I choke
[01:21.78] For what I fiend inside my soul
[01:24.39] I'm running out, running out
[01:29.55] Running out of fuel
[01:35.14] Running out of fuel
[01:40.94] Running out of fuel
[01:46.54] Running out of fuel
[01:52.14] Running out ofโ
[01:55.25]
[02:26.28] It's acid rushing through my system
[02:28.04] Fuck your feelings, I feel everything
[02:29.62] Dropped a dose 'cause it was busy fuckin' with my vision, okay
[02:32.77] I make history with hittin' every beat I try to kill
[02:35.42] And I'ma get it, leave the bait and see who reel it in, wait
[02:38.32] Slightly stupid, I'm slightly moving to lightning music
[02:40.94] Correct them talkin', no move in silence, I like to do it
[02:43.86] I function different than all your idols, I wouldn't choose 'em
[02:46.77] I just think that trying would be useless
[02:49.69] I'm not the stable one, honestly they can't copy me
[02:52.18] I can't copy myself, I think I shoulda been in college
[02:54.72] And I'm not really the cocky one
[02:56.32] But I'm the only thing that's been stopping me
[02:58.38] Rockin' with the whole process that I've been jockin', okay
[03:01.78] So it's back to the music, and it's back to the drugs
[03:04.50] Lord, I hope I don't abuse it
[03:06.00] Got this talent, can I use it?
[03:07.46] And it's back to the booth
[03:09.03] Always, always, always comin' up with new shit
[03:12.56] I'm feelin' every way, sentences sit with heavyweight
[03:14.62] How can I help them hear me?
[03:16.05] I hope I'm sending a message
[03:17.55] Hazy like we some pledges
[03:18.98] Smokin' at all the edges
[03:20.27] That effort I put in has to help me elevate
[03:21.99]
[00:13.79] I just took a day trip, there ain't no way I'm going back
[00:16.67] I just drank my fourth fifth, and I might crash this rented whip
[00:19.39] And go to hell with every choice and bad decision that I had
[00:22.14] Hopin' all my friends are strizzy and my family doin' proper
[00:25.10] Know mama always wished that I'd grow up to be a doctor
[00:27.81] But I ain't make it to Harvard and I'm glad I didn't
[00:30.69] Just a son of a bitch whippin' au Ford, focused on writtens
[00:33.81] More importantly women with bad intentions and fishy feelings
[00:37.02] Keepin' me outta pocket, then diggin' in 'em
[00:38.90] I ain't done my dishes in a minute, my roommate finna kill me
[00:42.13] And I just left my girl 'cause she fuckin' with other niggas
[00:44.95] Now I been on a trip, maybe more than a bender
[00:47.70] I'm still up in the studio, tryna get through the winter
[00:50.62] And I thank God that I'm still alive, I coulda been finished
[00:53.32] By my antics, or asleep with the fishes, yeah
[00:56.95] I've been taking my time before I go down, baby
[01:02.72] Take a look at my life from the outside
[01:07.16] Lately the more I see, the less I know
[01:10.30] Within my dreams without control
[01:13.10] I'm running out, running out
[01:18.95] The more I breathe the more I choke
[01:21.78] For what I fiend inside my soul
[01:24.39] I'm running out, running out
[01:29.55] Running out of fuel
[01:35.14] Running out of fuel
[01:40.94] Running out of fuel
[01:46.54] Running out of fuel
[01:52.14] Running out ofโ
[01:55.25]
[02:26.28] It's acid rushing through my system
[02:28.04] Fuck your feelings, I feel everything
[02:29.62] Dropped a dose 'cause it was busy fuckin' with my vision, okay
[02:32.77] I make history with hittin' every beat I try to kill
[02:35.42] And I'ma get it, leave the bait and see who reel it in, wait
[02:38.32] Slightly stupid, I'm slightly moving to lightning music
[02:40.94] Correct them talkin', no move in silence, I like to do it
[02:43.86] I function different than all your idols, I wouldn't choose 'em
[02:46.77] I just think that trying would be useless
[02:49.69] I'm not the stable one, honestly they can't copy me
[02:52.18] I can't copy myself, I think I shoulda been in college
[02:54.72] And I'm not really the cocky one
[02:56.32] But I'm the only thing that's been stopping me
[02:58.38] Rockin' with the whole process that I've been jockin', okay
[03:01.78] So it's back to the music, and it's back to the drugs
[03:04.50] Lord, I hope I don't abuse it
[03:06.00] Got this talent, can I use it?
[03:07.46] And it's back to the booth
[03:09.03] Always, always, always comin' up with new shit
[03:12.56] I'm feelin' every way, sentences sit with heavyweight
[03:14.62] How can I help them hear me?
[03:16.05] I hope I'm sending a message
[03:17.55] Hazy like we some pledges
[03:18.98] Smokin' at all the edges
[03:20.27] That effort I put in has to help me elevate
[03:21.99]