1st verse
Flying through the sky in a 7-fourty-7
Flying over Beverly hills
On the hunt for any1 who disagrees with me,
This could be my only flight so I'm gonna make it last
Lyrically I'm to hard for u,
Others think shite,
all I do is fight
When I'm strapped with a knive,
Can u keep up?
No cause I don't no when to stop,
so I keep on writing,
No idea whats coming next but whatever comes to mind, It's coming out.
Maybe I should keep what I have to say to myself but
You've pushed me to the limit and now I'm .............
Chrous
Flying through the sky
Flying through the city
With the wind in my hair,
And the bright lights shining
When I'm flying through the city.
2nd verse
I have this picture in my head,
But can't keep it in there too long,
Sitting wondering where it's gone
Cause I can't keep it up in there
Cause I'm flying through the sky,
Flying into the black sky which to me is pink,
No wait red, no blue,
Aww u gives a fuck cause I'm on a high on excitement,
Shit got to watch what I'm spitting cause I'm on a slippery slope,
Hop in my Quattro no more slipping,
4 wheel drive, cause the only thing slipping is you home,
From nw on ive got 1 eye on the prize and 1eye over my shoulder.
Maybe I should keep what I have to say to myself butYou've pushed me to the limit and now I'm .............
Chrous
Flying through the sky
Flying through the city
With the wind in my hair,
And the bright lights shining
When I'm flying through the city.
3rd
I'm in 2 minds,
To write these lines,
When he dines,
Cause da motherfucker don't no what he's gt,
U think he may of bought,
When he fought, for what hes gt,
Cause when I get caught,
I may as well rot,
When I fly thorough the sky,
Like my clip on tie, when I'm eating this pie.
Hah hah u see what I just did
Cause I'm to drunk on money to care.
I ant tring to be a motherfucking gangsta man,
I'm just doing what I love,
But there's a difference what I do,
Maybe I should keep what I have to say to myself but
You've pushed me to the limit and now I'm .............
Chrous
Flying through the sky
Flying through the city
With the wind in my hair,
And the bright lights shining on my shades
When I'm flying through the city
100 mile-an-hour cops can't stop.
Hah hah,
Hope u guys enjoy