For Flyers Only

You can’t sit around when you the flyest
You can’t walk a mile when you the flyest, oh no
You can’t run about when you the flyest
Say it, uh, you gotta fly away
Ay, you can’t sit around when you the flyest
You can’t walk a mile when you the flyest, oh no
You can’t run about when you the flyest
Say it, you gotta fly away
Ay, crawl before you walk is what they told me
Stall, stop, halt they over sold me
But they are not my kind they do not know me
I yes me all the time, they cannot no me
I been tethered to this place for too long
Creative space, you can say I’m too grown
I take a hook make it play like two songs
I don’t even gotta write, you can say I’m two wrongs
Ay, stepping out clean make em sling dirt
But it can never cling cuz i bring worth
Uh, ye of little faiths’ll make ya dreams hurt
But how you gone fall when ya wings work
Swoon
You can’t sit around when you the flyest
You can’t walk a mile when you the flyest, oh no
You can’t run about when you the flyest
Say it, uh, you gotta fly away (swoon)
Ay, you can’t sit around when you the flyest (swoon)
You can’t walk a mile when you the flyest, oh no (swoon)
You can’t run about when you the flyest (swoon)
Say it, you gotta fly away
Okay sometimes you gotta fly away
I get fly tonight today
Pick my favorite hideaway
Cop a flight get high with bae
Shorty got that microwave
She might earn the right to stay
Up in Barneys blowing hay
Flyers Only ask JClay
We came from nothing and made it to something and never looked back
From ducking these haters up in Robert Taylor to cooking these raps
From hooping in stadiums ballin' on stages with stadiums packed
I told em I’ll wear another color as soon as they make one that’s darker than
black
We just keep sparking up facts parking them Lacs
Can’t sit around and relax
Until we get multiple racks and culturally stack
We gonna keep coming in last
Why would you wanna be only a pony when life is a race at equestrian pace
And your momma and daddy was running The Valley
And you’re a descendant of everyone mentioned in history it is a mystery to me
And now we just living for bitches and liquor and pistols and jewelry
So I get fly and roll up and get high cuz my grandaddy did it
L.L. Bean on my frame though
Same day but I changed clothes
Trying to dodge all the lame hoes
Shared my heart nah but came close
Still gotta broad out in Campo
Gotta squad with some strange goals
And they be trapping hard off the same coast
Feds watching ain’t no need for trial
Cuz my Negus fresh as hell we ain’t walking no more miles
We da flyest!
You can’t sit around when you the, we the flyest (swoon)
You can’t walk a mile when you the, we the flyest (swoon)
You can’t run about when you the flyest
We the flyest (swoon)
We the flyest (swoon)
It’s O