05 Mac - FLY Lyrics

The Faith of a young boy changed its shame
No hope nor pain
Man old shit don't hit the same
I done smoked away my brain
Got some money f*ck the fame
Ain't nobody couldn't tame, but that kid with that last name
James
That's some shit you couldn't f*ck with
I was bound to do great, I done paid, all my debt
Smoking on an 8th, ballin' chillin', cash a check
Mac James, who is next, aiming strapped up with the-
So blessed, like I sneezed a thousand times
And I'm always on some different shit you can't define
And I'm always wearing shit that you cannot cop
With a different shawty cruisin', I'm just gon' drop the top, yeah
Soul cold, but my feet is hot
Bitch call me handsome, but you don't wanna test me, dawg
Bumpin' cuts, puffin' blunts, you ain't my opps
406, throw it up, yeah, she like the sauce
You talkin' under your breath, boy, you lookin' stupid
The way I rock these ksubi, got your main bitch choosin
A nigga never lose, stress a little, but I'm coolin
Money multiplyin', off for bein' foolish
My ignorance is bliss, so I'm chillin' in the VIP
Cheifin' out the zip, sippin' out the fifth
Lot been on my mind, like two mill, I need to get rich
And my new bitch, she done left, but I know that I ain't shit
So that's it
Damn, I mean, I don't really give a f*ck about a bitch
But, rest in peace, my nigga Zip
Countin' blue strips, my own money than my teacher
Rap shit easy, I'm spittin' this ether
F*ckin' on divas, I'm a hoes and keepers, yeah
All of dem be the one, but I switch em' up like sneakers
Crunk up the bass and the speakers, I say f*ck a feature
Bitch,
I'm my own leader, that's why all of these niggas be tweakin
Bad mamacita heathen, she feelin' my demon
Soul is priceless, but broken into pieces
And still,
Shinin' like some diamonds
And bitch, they be dancin', Wrist on Michael Jackson
All these niggas cap, uh, they ain't bout that action
They don't like who I am, cause I do what I want, bitch
I don't give a f*ck, and I'm up till 6 AM
Till the sun up, cause there ain't no stoppin', bruh
Yuh