Flying Round

Life doesn't end

'Cause when I dream, I know I'm gon' fly, mm

Still gon' try if I fail every time

Nineteen years old, but lived a hundred lives

Draco make a **** fly for real

I drop a dub, get him out of here

Huh, murder a bitch over my pills

Need one-point-five for my deal

This shit never stop, gon' rock that hill

Lil Tiny keep dissin', get popped, no seal

I pray for my brother, he ridin' for real

You say I ain't lit, you blind for real

Can't wait 'til B5 touch down, Trackhawk Jeep bust down

She spare her love, then she solid, I gotta keep her around

Hellcat, wide body, I just keep ridin' 'round

Wock' mixed with Biscotti, I just keep flyin' 'round

We gon' keep sprayin' rounds, three hundred rounds in that bitch

Could all go down in this bitch

Doon-doon-frraow, that's that stick

Walk down, make sure you ain't miss

I'm so bored, I poured a deuce and watch it drown in the Brisk

I heard Grady saved his life, we shootin' rockets in that bitch

That thot ho Bebop gon' get hit

Better stay up out my mentions, why the fuck you make that diss?

That fat boy Willie ain't on shit, heard he got beat on lackin' with his bitch

First day back, had his ho bent

She kept on sayin' she like my scent

Life doesn't end

'Cause when I dream, I know I'm gon' fly, mm (On 5, ****, on 5)

Still gon' try if I fail every time

Nineteen years old, but lived a hundred lives

Draco make a **** fly for real

I drop a dub, get him out of here

Huh, murder a bitch over my pills

Need one-point-five for my deal

This shit never stop, gon' rock that hill

Lil Tiny keep dissin', get popped, no seal

I pray for my brother, he ridin' for real

You say I ain't lit, you blind for real

Can't wait 'til B5 touch down, Trackhawk Jeep bust down

She spare her love, then she solid, I gotta keep her around

Hellcat, wide body, I just keep ridin' 'round

Wock' mixed with Biscotti, I just keep flyin' 'round

I just keep slidin' 'round

I told my bitch, yeah, you can leave, I only need my rounds

I told her 'fore I beat that shit, just put your knees on the ground

And yeah, for all that talkin' shit, I'ma put my meat in her mouth

Louis kicks, they cost a thousand, know this life we livin' wild

My brother got three felony cases, now he smokin' Black and Milds

Go in the mall, buy what I want, don't give a fuck 'bout what it cost

Won't catch me trippin' 'bout the past, shit, I bounce back, I took a loss

For what I got, I paid the cost, I swear that life made me a boss

I ain't gotta pay, he gon' catch that B, you know lil' bro like Randy Moss

We catch you out, I ain't got no glee, I have bro punch you in your jaw

You lose your life playin' in these streets, I guess your mama 'nem ain't taught you

Now them ****, they done caught you

Draco make a **** fly for real

I drop a dub, get him out of here

Huh, murder a bitch over my pills

Need one-point-five for my deal

This shit never stop, gon' rock that hill

Lil Tiny keep dissin', get popped, no seal

I pray for my brother, he ridin' for real

You say I ain't lit, you blind for real

Can't wait 'til B5 touch down, Trackhawk Jeep bust down

She spare her love, then she solid, I gotta keep her around

Hellcat, wide body, I just keep ridin' 'round

Wock' mixed with Biscotti, I just keep flyin' 'round

Life doesn't end

'Cause when I dream, I know I'm gon' fly, mm

Still gon' try if I fail every time

Nineteen years old, but lived a hundred lives