Chris Jordan & Rob Jones - Fly Lyrics

First things first I keep it real until I see a casket
I'll break my back to break these records yea I'm bending backwards
If you catch me 1 on 1 you'll never see a basket
Bury me a king the crown I wear is just a hat trick
Long days to find out where the cash at
You aint got nothing for me go and hit my cash app
I know they hating on my future i thought we were past that
Funny how you getting jealous of the one you laughed at...
I always kill em with the bic, making hits
Don't need a gun i can spit, need a chick super thick just to sit down watch a flick
While I'm dodging all the bullshit that they wish yea they wish
If you place bets on my future then I'm boutta hit a lick
Fly like the rockets I'm chris with the J
I'm killing the game but a nigga don't play
I'm starving to eat so these niggas my prey
I'm touching the road going back to the A
Motivate, I take the right steps and I elevate
I ride on these beats and I meditate
I study the planes and I levitate, I fly

Do you wanna fly?
Do you wanna fly?
This the type of shit that gets you high
Do you wanna fly with us tonight?
Do you wanna fly with us tonight?
Do you wanna fly?
Do you wanna fly?
Do you really wanna touch the sky?
Do you wanna fly with us tonight?
Do you wanna fly with us tonight?
Do you wanna fly?

I worry about Too much
I'm cool with that smooth touch
My pockets got too much
Like Micheal I'm too clutch
This is that f*ck up this summer jam that's word to my day ones
Im all black from head to toe, dare niggas to say something
Back when i was homesick
I had so much time spent
And i been gone for so long, don't know where them days went
I was whipping up soft serve and working the late shift
Now I'm posted with the money team we on our own shit
And we never back down
Shout out to my hometown
Ima be ghost for the summer so wake me up when we fall bound
Then ima drop a whole mixtape and switch up the whole sound
Me and chris going state to state oh yea boy we been round
Your boy on a clean slate
Eating on lean steak
Thats all on the dinner plate
Take off with the briefcase
I just gotta cash it and graduate
Between all the verses and class time, niggas aint slept for a week straight
This for Jamaica that wagwan, them bruddas and none of them streets safe, gone

Do you wanna fly?
Do you wanna fly?
This the type of shit that gets you high
Do you wanna fly with us tonight?
Do you wanna fly with us tonight?
Do you wanna fly?
Do you wanna fly?
Do you really wanna touch the sky?
Do you wanna fly with us tonight?
Do you wanna fly with us tonight?
Do you wanna fly?