Layover ft. Kanise & Jefe Sué Lyrics

Give me a second to just

Just talk to you real quick

Layover

Yeah

Uh huh

Let's go, Volar

Uh, I think it's time for me to go, feel like a stolen watch

I put my dreams on hold and had to punch a clock

We came from poverty that's why my brothers sold the rock

No Dwayne, girl if you cry now as I leave that's when we'll change

It used to be for fun, now it's money and fame

Like damn, how come this shit couldn't just stay the same

I am, untouchable when in this fucking lane

I am, the greatest to ever uphold the game, Volar

Getting out this limbo (Yeah)

In a layover, it can take hold (It can take hold)

But I still fly, be bold, be bold

Coldest to ever do it (Yeah)

Going to the top and I always knew it (Yeah)

Got that money talk, you know I'm fluent

They told me calm down, I admit it

Half a million streams got me asking whose winning, forget it

New York City, damn these lights is pretty

Dotted line calls, I slam for like a milli

At this layover in Charlotte, what's the dealy, like

Who got the plugs on drugs and pretty women

We flew here straight from Tally, them the trenches

Damn who would've thought it

These kids made it off spitting

Man who would've thought it

This linen it read Fendi

Every whip I bought it, no payments and I'm forealy

Next I go for houses, no mortgage and no evictions

Make my mama proud even though her baby ain't Christian

Volar Abdul Muhammad, I promise this shit was written

Long live Poppy, I promise I got your siblings

Long live *****

Your moms ask me for 20 but I gave her more

'Cause if it was mine, you would've did it, layover

Getting out this limbo (Yeah)

In a layover, it can take hold (It can take hold)

But I still fly, be bold, be bold

Coldest to ever do it (Yeah)

Going to the top and I always knew it (Yeah)

Got that money talk, you know I'm fluent

I was 15 in my room looking at pictures of New York

Bro ask if that's my goal, oh of course

Dreams of being the cover of The Source on some old school shit

They shoot us and we shoot back with no remorse

I'm tired of that shit

So I'ma pack a bag and book a flight

And I'ma leave all this shit tonight

Fuck a hood, fuck a gun, I wanna live life

Chasing dreams with my niggas and my wife

I got a layover in Charlotte in my sights

Getting out this limbo (Yeah, Charlotte in my sights)

In a layover, it can take hold (It can take hold)

But I still fly, be bold, be bold

Coldest to ever do it (Yeah)

Going to the top and I always knew it (Yeah)

Got that money talk, you know I'm fluent