Steady Flying ft. Shad City Lyrics

Uhh, this be that forever shit man, haha

You know what I mean

We just steady grindin' dawg

Steady flying

I wake up in the morning, situation no different

Wonder what I'm doing wrong, I wonder what's missing

Thinking bout the good days when I was on missions

Me and Bigg on the west with some flop bitches

Can't even lie, man, that day I hella tricked it

But things turned out good, so me, I wasn't tripping

Not big on complaining about what life's pitching

Cause you can only play the cards that he's dealing

Tried to take it out on me, I told her, don't give me none

Living to the fullest, dawg, it's my only one

Rolling up another one

This that loud shit, lost my mind and I still ain't found it

Searched around the world, I guess it's outer space roaming

Don't know where it's at, but I know the money's on it

Not stopping, gotta stay flowing, gotta stay focused, keep the grind going

24 hour grinding, out here chasing dough

Rolling up, steady flying, feet far from the floor

24 hour grinding, out here chasing dough

Rolling up, steady flying, feet far from the floor

I still remember when I was a little young

And running loose through the ave, y'all just couldn't tell me nothing

Things were two ways, either grinding or you bluffing

Just a hard-headed nigga, fathers always called me cussing

But, I'm getting older now, shoulders getting broader now

Making a step in the hell, skies on heaven's ground

Used to my clamors without the critical parents

Live on my own, so my cash be transparent

My mind in the atmosphere, people on land staring

Everybody listens, but nobody's caring

Look, conserve bread, keep the family fed

Fucking with the candy shop, got bad broads giving me airhead

Now what kind of life is that? It's the life I lead

You think it's made for me, so bump the things I need

Fast pushing with speed, I'm a safety in the streets

Y'all plays I read, Zula

24 hour grinding, out here chasing dough

Rolling up, steady flying, feet far from the floor

24 hour grinding, out here chasing dough

Rolling up, steady flying, feet far from the floor