FLIGHTS

Yeah Tryna make it back to the north side, bae I know You got another boy tryna take off your clothes Spliff gon hit got the world moving slow No shit, yeah your heart made of gold But you give it to the dudes tryna take for granted I been watching from the sidelines gotta have it And you know it's like magic Got paintings in the palace Got purple in the chalice I been tryna find a balance Whatchu know about the boy who drive Impalas? (drive Impalas) Whatchu know about a way to get some dollars? (get some dollars) I got cuban links, I wear it as a collar And she doing tricks I really gotta call her And this shit getting hot like a sauna (like a sauna) Call me Kobe man you know that I'm a baller (I'm a baller) I'm just tryna give the world to a daughter But a lot of these hoes anacondas Bitch so bad but I'm looking at her soul Gotta pop these tags when I get out on the road Tryna get this cash just to spend it on a show Watch your back, not talking Vlone You was never one for the bros or the hoes Gotta go, gotta get control Never moving slow on the road Diamonds on her toes, never saying no It's a different type of power when your goal is to grow Flights out to Pari' (Pari', Pari') Head in the clouds and this shit looking scary Make her my lady (lady, lady) Stick by my side and we'll ride in a ferry Guilt that I carry (carry, carry) Secrets that go to the grave, I don't know if I'll make it to eighty (eighty) 'Least I'll have my baby (baby, baby, baby) Formulate, prophecies created in the Golden State No debate, whores endorsing tryna fornicate Gon divorce the force in this course I source no remorse I'm hungry as a horse, girl Tryna flirt, it works I'm not hurt Desert and convert Alert I insert Like Kurt, no Cobain Don't f*ck with cocaine The thoughts in my brain I'm feeling insane (The thoughts in my brain, I'm feeling insane) (In my own lane, I don't feel no pain) (Yeah)