Fly Away

[Intro]

(Leor, light it up)

(Dmac on the fuckin' track)

And this the life that I chose

[Verse 1]

Stuck inside the streets'll make you feel like ain't no wrong in life

She love him more than anything, feel like he won't lead her wrong in life

Through the night, try to make it right, I'm talkin' miles away

She dealt with pain, say I been through the same

Her pops work like a slave

Seen his daddy dead in the bed

Seen his mama on the pavement, too

Know my daddy was a gangster

My uncle rode inside them caddies, too

Never lеt you lift me up to bring me down and break mе, nigga

Know that I could lift her up and take her down to break the nigga

But the truth is that I fuck with her, don't wan' do her like that

I treat her different, make her figure when I do her like that

I ain't mean to treat her like that

How can you treat her that way? Right now, I grind, I watch the line

Hope I don't die in my fate

Bases loaded, this a major trait that I'm at a major base and I'm finna take it in

Hustlin', he come in late

Know I wait for you to play, I'ma shoot that Glock straight at your face

Been in situations, that wasn't his fault, and plus he beat some cases

Your love got my heart racin'

When we argue, it make me think 'bout separation and that's just somethin' that bother

Slept on me and got me started, it's retarded, I don't wan' talk, now

Eight cars in his garage, ain't no facade 'cause they all bought, huh?

In the streets, where I grew, your life at risk, so you just pray that you make it out

The young niggas wildin', now

Work, no clockin' out

Whole team, got me shinin', woo

Know I'm poppin' out

Stack money, need

I buy you new Jimmy Choo

[Chorus]

And all for you, I travel miles away

And all for you, I go about my way

With your love I be runnin', I won't fumble

Come with me, I don't need to leave you with my number

[Verse 2]

Late through the night, even early, some time through morning

Know that I'm with it, you just tell me just how you want it

Money? Know I'm on it

Wanna let you stay, but can't

You ain't mine

You just here to have fun, you ain't gotta tell no lie

Girl, look, what I drive

You ain't gotta tell me no lie, you gon' make me think you playin' with my mind

Be yourself, you just my type, yeah, I don't really run 'cross your kind

She amazed by the BNB, my crib might fuck up her whole mind

[Chorus]

And all for you, I travel miles away

And all for you, I go about my way ('Bout my way)

With your love I be runnin', and I won't fumble (I won't fumble)

Come with me

I don't need to leave you with my number (With my number)