Life's Fly

Genres

Urban

Description

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Fonz] V-neck, levis all black supras Fresher than tomorrow I live in the future With so many horses in the hood of the cruiser Got 600 reasons we dont stop for the troopers A little big headed there I said it Mapquest fame boy I know where I'm headed I'm good with the hood got a great line of credit Cuz we don't even listen if the grapevine said it Can't crack the combo to the g-code Fuck the needles and the thread I'mma keep the streets sewed Better keep clear if you need to be told When you stepping to a monster what the fuck is beast mode? Need to reconsider what your acts gonna be Got a deadbolt flow boy I latch on beats You wanna hear the future I'm what thats gonna be You the past im the present leave the raps on me [Hook:Fonz] Yea so where your head at, make sure your kicks right Be sure your clothes nice C'mon and where your bread, make sure your whips tight You want them hoes right? Ok well get your seatbelts fastened Look up and grab your oxygen masking Yea and catch a cloud with the right man Life's fly im just going through the flight plans [Verse 2: Fonz] Dry kush, afghan, weed getting to my head like a catscan I'm from a town of hard knocks on a last chance And niggas push the white girl save the last dance Advance cuz I be on the next shit You fucking with the best I guess you best be on your best shit Mom said life will kill me I'm living young and restless I told her dying rich would be my only fucking death wish Don't panic, I take what I was granted It's for the love of money, I hate to get romantic And sorry martin luther this ain't really how you planned it But sometimes I holler nigga so these niggas understand it Dropped out of college baby that was my call Quit part time rapping and I gave it my all But see my talent wasn't something you could eyeball Cuz now the sales going up like a sky mall [Hook: Fonz] Yea so get your hair done, and fix your bra straps Be sure the drawers match Girl you want that rich one, dont give him all that He gotta call back Ok well get your seatbelts fastened Look up and grab your oxygen masking Yea and catch a cloud with the right man Life's fly I'm just going through the flight plans [Verse 3: Fonz] Drop the pedal make the lambo get up Speed demon heinz 57 won't catch up Can't hold me down I'll make gravity let up And like a nosebleed baby I just keep my head up Walked through the mud and ain't get muddy A penny for my thoughts till I made sense of it You think I ain't nothing? After mixtapes im a .08 you can't say I ain't buzzin Dont drink and drive unless you think you got it And there goes the logic after parties up in college Couple red lights and we ain't even stopping Drunk dialing every single chick we knew was about it But they dont give degrees out for that stuff So I guess thats why I kick it on this rap stuff Accountant major education as a back up To six figures and a wall to put the plaques on [Hook: Fonz] Yea so you the shit huh? You on your grind right, dont give a fuck right What you making hits huh? You in the lime light and now the times right Ok well get your seatbelts fastened Look up and grab your oxygen masking Yea and catch a cloud with the right man Life's fly I'm just going through the flight plans