[Lyric] Flights (YRM Bear)

You know how that sht go

Wavy Boy never drowning no
Keep these btches coming round some more
Them diamonds glistening
While my eyes are low
Keep it private cause I'm a loner
Passed trap school got my diploma
They all wondering how I had done it?
In my bag knew I deserved it
Running it back if they want some surgery
Keeping me a Draco I keep it spraying
Walking you down if you talking real crazy
Spent 80k only on new trainers
Bad Lil foreign she look alittle dangerous
Know she wanna ride in my red two seater
Yeah shе kinda cute but she also conceitеd
Fcked her one time then told her she was leaving
If it's online then guess we ain't beefing
Smoke to pass the time
But all I see VVS
Even in my face, you could never really see me
Miky made the beat that man will be famous
I stay strapped up like my name arenas
Btches in my section screaming like Serena
Lit up like butane
Smoking on the propane
Drinking on the kool-aid
Fresher than some Colgate
Want it so bad I would never fcking go away
Takeoff on the soul plane and
ASAP yams may his soul rest in peace
Brand new bape got commas on me
Most of y’all synthetic see me only blowing OG
Check the whole stat sheet you only see 3s
If you wanna feature well time ain’t free
Pushed myself harder I don't even sleep
Focus on the next day instead of next week
Have your ever bet your whole life on a dream
Blowing that smoke in the air
Went to jamaica it made the whole year
Ain’t nothing in this life that you could compare
Ay most of them soft ay most of them scared
Emotionally scared so I went to go get it
They focus on boards instead of them digits
And get foreign cars with 5% tint in it
And all that shit cool but i’m on some new business shit
Buy me the jet cause i don’t need no witnesses
Yesterday slid in it bought a new fit again
Smoke with my bro his name a full 50 clip
Been with my brothers so long ain’t had 50 cents
Reckless too rïch running jumping them fences & shit
Found my own path yea I had too many decisions
Running up racks blowing js in the cockpit
Speaking all facts baby while my speakers bumping
Sounding like Bob Marley in a cutlass
Sound like shooting dope up to a junkie
Sounding like I made a stripper dance at the function
Yea these pants designer but I still fck her roughly
Man I wanna smoke that’s my favorite fucking subject
She was in my phone tryna claim that she love me
Flow like a 38 special
Do you got sauce like Chik fil A or ketchup?
Got big bands can you bet up
God gave me wings and my halo
Blind to the haters can’t miss em
Fly until I die that’s my mission
Outer space high that’s a given
New lil goat he a extra
Do he got a sister
And do I gotta text her
Cut from that real cloth
You should feel the texture
Seen it through the lines
Fake pssy boy tryna be a fucking gangster
Thought this sht was over?

Whip my girl like an Audi
Not a bad man don't doubt me
Even in the club imma still be counting
28 grams on my counter
Heard you got fans?
Yea cause im dope sounding
Girlfriend bad got Chanel wrapped around her
Going Danny Phantom baby
Like I got powers
Gas too loud
The neighbors told me I should shower
Said they like the music
So I turned it louder
Last time I was losing?
Well I was just a child
Now I take the past and
Apply it to the present
Remember my mistakes
Inside there might be lessons
My only real goal
Is to make this last forever
Watch your own back
They'll switch for the cheddar