Fly Away Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Fly away
I don't really care what they gotta say
I'mma just fly away
Oh, fly away
I don't really care what they gotta say
I'mma just fly away
Oh, fly away
I don't really care what they gotta say
I'mma just
Fly away to a finer state
My higher place is a diner plate with a fire place
Can't be complacent or be erased
My life is based on fine creations bathed in patience
My generation drives impatience
But my hesitance lead to greatness
Refining tastes is not a waste of time or talent
I finally found it, a family founded on loving sounds
My town's ecstatic, my bros ecstatic
We all gon' have it, Rolex and Patek
Rolex, Patek, jewels on my neck
Still won't protect from all the stress that's gonna infect my life
Ay, drown all my stress with a dollar sign
Did it when I'm broke, do it when I'm fine
Moved all the mountains I had to climb
To reach divine I had to find the higher me and finally I reconciled
Found the peace to speak my mind
Sunk my feet beneath these tides
My God, I got all these thoughts
Thank God that I found my spark
Cause' you know I barely talk, I barely call, I barely text
My bros get vexed but now I vent
All my shit on the paper
My tears turning themselves into vapor
Air, hands in the air like an OutKast
But they in a prayer cause I need guidance like a compass
Still wish shit was frozen cuz my life golden
Fly away
(Even though it ain't perfect)
I don't really care what they gotta say
I'mma just fly away
Oh, fly away
I don't really care what they gotta say
I'mma just fly away
Oh, fly away
I don't really care what they gotta say
I'mma just
Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly
Yeah ay
Don't read off the phone cause I mean what I say (ah)
Off the dome, I don't play
I'm like bones, I'm oblique to the game
I'm insane in this lane but I stay (bow, bow)
Switching up every day like I'm K
D but the team still be the same
Pudge and Se only ones with my name on they beats
Cause the drums and keys be deserving to be underneath my feats and my stanzas (ah)
Yeah, stay away from the gram, away from the cameras
Away from the grabba, the leaf I'mma handle, tea from my grandma
I be on my Rambo, I be on my Sly
-Vestor Stalone, manifest on my own
The best with these poems won't rest till it's over
The best under 26, Kyle Korver
Keep it a buck six, Winter Soldier
I'm fly like cockpits on a budget
At the function mans be fumblin'
Want a feature, mans need humblin'
Underground shit, Harriet Tubman
Fuck the fuck shit, I must confess, double S only ones I fuck with
Looking down the scope like I'm Uncle Ruckus
Fuck this, if you want the tumblin' you'll cease to function
Might travel seas from T to London
Tryna be me bitch happy hunting
Mass production still it's content
Blink I'm back and still you wondering
How I'm constant, how I deliver
Yeah, yeah
04/01/04, bitch I been a winner
Fly away
I don't really care what they gotta say
I'mma just fly away
Oh, fly away
I don't really care what they gotta say
I'mma just fly away
Oh, fly away
I don't really care what they gotta say
I'mma just fly away