Fly Songtext

Finally breathing
Just like an eagle,
Watch me spread my wings away!

Uh, I got this mac whispering raps and fine women with an attitude
Started from the bottom, now I'm working on my latitude
Everything happened for a reason,
All these niggas grilling, are just salted cause I'm Caesar
Please, I'm the ill-est, I know it
Young dreamer from Burg city
About to drop the anchorman raps around Burgundy
Ugly with the wordplay, flow still so pretty
Fly like an eagle, while you're all just so birdy
I got no worries, it's a celebration
Yell this to that fast food, it's that Appalachian
My new shit sounding classical, homie
Tell my shit that we're rising from the ashes, homie
That's why the Pheonix, baby!

I do it for the kids and the people on the grind I'm just handling my biz, cause we're running out of time
I do it for the kids and the people on the grind
I'm just handling my biz, cause we're running out of time...

I've been hooked on this shit since I've been hooked on fine mix
Now I write hooks for niggas that are hooked on grinding
It's a dream turned reality, kill anyone who challenges me
Mortal combat, finish him, fatality.
I'm shouting in this bitch, ain't got no diamonds on me
I'm back, American Idol, fuck all of you Simons, homie!
Cause life's too short, I'd like to propose a toast
To all of the good times, I hope I don't overdose
Have this drug called love, I ain't looking in that rear view
Devil in my ear, tell 'em, fuck it, I don't fear you!
We live half what you see, none of what you went through
Great vibes, baby, I got great lines, baby
It's an A crime hitting on a nigga spitting real shit
You ain't got no feelings if you tell me you don't feel this
Music make the broke... instead of broke ass niggas feel rich
Standing on the skyscraper, about to take a dive,
Watch me, fly!

I do it for the kids and the people on the grind
I'm just handling my biz, cause we're running out of time
I do it for the kids and the people on the grind
I'm just handling my biz, cause we're running out of time