Lyrics
Flying
Can't say no shit that she ain't heard before
Can't buy no gifts that she ain't got
(Before)
She's been 'round playin' this all her life, you know
She say her daddy raised her right
He caught a serious bit when she was 6 years old
The biggest old dealer like to sell your soul
He kept his daughter in a paradise
He liked to dress her up like a China doll
Now when the Feds bust in shootin' rounds
He said, "Everybody in the house, hit the ground"
And it all went up in a cloud of coke
And mamma lay dyin' there on the ground
When the smoke disappeared
She flew away
That's what they say
The poor little girl is a foster child
Led to the streets to run a-wild
Yeah, so it goes
Of the agony, all the pain
The worst thing she didn't choose the road
Though it's safe to stay on the railroad
But it's never ever wrong to take her home
She's flying
About this track
"Flying" is a song by Bilal from the album Airtight’s Revenge, released in 2010. The song was written by Bilal, Nottz. It was produced by Bilal, Frederick G. Mcintosh, Nottz.
Contributors
- Frederick G. Mcintosh— 4 credits as producer →
- Frederick G. Mcintosh— 4 credits as producer →
- Frederick G. Mcintosh— 4 credits as producer →
- Bilal— 204 credits as songwriter & producer →
- BIGYUKI— 36 credits as songwriter & producer →
- Bilal— 204 credits as songwriter & producer →
- Frederick G. Mcintosh— 4 credits as producer →
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