Flyin'

[Intro: Sample] I love to fly. It's just you're alone, there's peace and quiet, nothing around you but clear blue sky. No one to hassle you. No one to tell you where to go or what to do. The only bad part about flying is having to come back down to the fuckin' world [Verse 1] Look at this world that we live in Everything is fucked up But no one's got the time for it Too busy gettin' fucked up Kush rolled Glass full That's all that matters to you Every lesson I try to teach goes over you or through you Cause who the fuck am I Chubby little loner Eyes red all the time But it ain't cause I'm a stoner It's cause I'm weak To tell you the whole truth I'm on this mic, cause this my callin' Shit, call it a phone booth But this booth won't change me No Clark into Superman I talk about what I talk about Not what you demand I'm not in this for the money I'm not in this for the hoes I'm in this cause when I'm in this My blood ain't fuckin' cold And cause when I'm on this My mom listens, my pops listens too I wish someone woulda told my younger self this is all I had to do To take off To take off [Chorus] Cause now I'm flyin' Cause now I'm flyin' Cause now I'm flyin' Cause now I'm flyin Over the sky scrapers And over the fuckin' fiddlers I'm not over all my problems But it don't bother me in midair I'm flyin' I'm flyin' And I won't come back down until I'm dyin' [Verse 2] Come at me with all you got But it won't stop What I got cookin' up in my pot And my plot is to top Your top most played in your iPod You better cop that album when it drops I've put everything that I have in me And had in me The good and the bad make this beautiful rhapsody Preservin' my sanity Fuck you trynna say to me I don't hear you past these IGN trophies You trynn' play with me Fuck it, I go colder Than what you got in them buckets And dump it on your brain, make you shiver and stutter Like t-t-t-today junior, jeez Is you trippin' off that Hoover Street Where Q got his degree I'm in the coupe with C But who could see me livin' that life It's too much for me I think I'll stick to givin' advice I think I'll stick to that simple That humble, that grind So when I fly up in the clouds I can be proud of my shine I take off I take off [Chorus/Outro] Cause now I'm flyin' Cause now I'm flyin' Cause now I'm flyin' Cause now I'm flyin Over the sky scrapers Over the fuckin' fiddlers I'm not over all my problems It don't bother me in midair It don't bother me in midair Over the sky scrapers Over the fuckin' fiddlers I'm not over all my problems It don't bother me in midair I'm flyin' I'm flyin' And I won't come back down until I'm dyin'