Lyrical Lemonade – Fly Away Lyrics

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Live, live, yeah
Fly away, fly away
B****, b****
Fly away, I fly away
Yeah
Fly away, fly away
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I fly away, fly away
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Sometimes I just wanna grow some wings and fly away
Yeah, b****
Sometimes I just wanna dip, wanna leave, go MIA
Sometimes got shit on my mind but I will never say
Sometimes you the one I need to see to make my day
Sometimes I just wanna grow some wings and fly away
Sometimes I just wanna dip, wanna leave, go MIA
Sometimes I just wanna grow some wings and fly away
Fly away

This shit light, Thomas Edison, yuh
Who you better then? Must be high off adrenaline
F**k that going back and forth, swingin’ the pendulum
N**, you gettin’ sick just off of my medicine
Yuh, yuh, b****, it ain’t competitive
Diamonds so f**kin’ water, it’s looking edited
In this game, they started calling me veteran
On my dick, they jack it just like the letterman
Yuh, you a clone, you a Meeseek
You a house n**, I’m a roadrunner, meep-meep
Think I work the best when with the squad, I’ll be geeked
Fell out the boat, how a motherf**ker knee-deep?
Yuh, I’m with the committee
Plugged in like a motherf**ker with some MIDI
With some crash dummies if you really want to see me
Stepped on a n**, no mercy, no pity
My God, you n*** soft and I know that life hard
Still steppin’ with the suicide squad
Sometimes fly away in a pod
You n*** ain’t believe the vision, I saw it
Now hunnid bands like a fan, I blow it
Change the world, what’s the motherf**kin’ purpose?
I’m committed and I know that you saw it

Fly away, fly away
Fly away, fly away
Fly away, fly away
Fly away, fly away

Look, back off the ledge
A n** living like he came back from the dead
Back up, back up, back up, it’s on red
Left him play to the left, ain’t right in the head
He ain’t on my level ’cause I left n***, right?
Rap n*** lie when they write, n*** wrong
They can say nobody never help n***
How the hell you do it on your own? N** strong
Woulda, you shoulda, coulda left n*** alone
I been trying to do my mo’f**king thing, lil’ bruh
N** done felt some pain, n** done made some gains, lil’ bruh
N** done felt the rain, n** was in the cage, lil’ bruh
N** done made a name
Now I’m getting acclimated to the game
But it’s still f**k fame till the guts rearranged
F**k what they talkin’ ’bout and f**k what you think
Still get my hands dirty and clean up at the bank like whoa
I don’t give a f**k about the score, I might score
I don’t give a f**k about no dough, I got dough
And got bros who kill those
You got flows? I got more and more, and so? And so, fa, la, ti, do
The tongue is a gun and the weapon is lethal
The blessing a lesson, expression a freedom
The journey is a battle, the travel is evil
Let’s spread our wings, fly away like an Eagle

Sometimes I just wanna grow some wings and fly away
Sometimes I just wanna dip, wanna leave, go MIA
Sometimes got shit on my mind but I will never say
Sometimes you the one I need to see to make my day

    Lyrics Knowledge:

  • Written by: John Nocito, Harris Fecony, Cole Bennett, Daniyel Weissmann, Marvin Jordan, Khadimou Fall, Destin Route, Stokeley Clevon Goulbourne, Carlton McDowell
  • Album: All Is Yellow
  • Released: 2024