Fly Off

[Verse 1]: Ain’t wit the game’s and the same ol' stuff A' don’t play, don’t bluff I been tryna bang, I don’t make no love But I’m starting to gain yo trust So, the kid’s got amazing news I really wanna tell you the truth I been on my game making major moves An it’s true that I’ve paid my dues, so Most can’t deny, I been on the chase for my paper Soaked up game like a Laker Hold up wait, don’t you love the way I came up? Real's what they call this I’ve killed shit on levels that you never could have processed Out of ten I be eleven as an artist Guaranteed I’m gonna be a legend then regardless Lemme slow it down some They doubted me for years but now they see the outcome I’m proud to be that rowdy ass loud one So much weed I can make a mountain Driving down sunset Tell me shorty is you twenty one yet? Cause I’m tryna get your tongue wet If not we can burn a couple blunts yes [Hook]: We could fly off in this bitch(x2) We should fly off in this bitch We could fly often We should fly often We should fly off in this bitch We could fly off in this bitch We should fly off in this bitch We could fly often We should fly often [Verse 2]: He’s in demand if you haven’t noticed Real fucking fans been mad supportive It’s easy to plan but it’s not to focus So think what you can but you’ll never do this Cause, you ain’t that devoted, I know it Run around bragging that you’ve got a mack loaded Instead of getting bigger you just backtrack bogus You should get on twitter dawg and hashtag hopeless Instead of tryna grind to get Anything that your fucking mind selects You would rather die instead of strive for the best That's why you’ll end up crying as you’re lying on the steps Regretting every time that you might of not stepped To any opportunity the light of God blessed Mami is it rude of me to like you not dressed? I’m tryna see them booty cheeks out that long dress Let your naughty go, get your body close If you got a man I’ll let nobody know Here’s another plan mami tell him adios Cause once I’m in it you won’t even wan’t nobody else And I’m, driving down sunset Tell me shorty is you twenty one yet? Cause I’m tryna get your tongue wet If not we can burn a couple blunts yes [Hook]: [Verse 3]: Light it up puff, times are gettin' rough Tried enough now I’m fuckin' climbing up above Anyone with this fucking rhyming stuff I does Cause I don' gave it time with all the right amount of love Cause I, built it to fruition Feel this you will cause my skills are improving You ain’t ill, that’s an illusion Stupid your head must be lacking some screws then Getting what I wanted Anything you said that you did I don' done it Yes, this is Seff and I’m still living blunted Give a fuck about the rest cause that shit still rubbish These are my thoughts not a diss They be quite cautious with Lyst See me ride off with your miss Ain’t it quite awesome, how we ride often Then fly off in this bitch