On Me

Im getting high today I wanna fly away Im going up leaving all of you stuck Y'all always give me a headache Tell em get out of my face I just really need a break I wanna fly away I wanna fly away Ima roll up a few grams Feeling so high in a trance Sent her to pick up the bands Made me do my money dance Yeah I'm flying away You been playing I been pulling my weight Now these n*ggas gotta pick up the pace Now these n*ggas gotta pick up the pace I don't know why they thing they got shit on me You ain't did enough yet shouldn't say nothing on me You ain't finna go a few rounds in the ring man on me You don't ball out four seasons man thats all me Go away I can see y'all being fake Now that a n*gga balling Gotta change my number cause they calling I need a drink pour me a fifth Money come to me I do not chase I need a b*tch ten in the face Ten in the waist pick up the pace I'm bout to fly fly fly away I'm bout to ride in on a wave You are the same one that was hating Miss me with that shit must be crazy I don't need your opinion Did it on my own I don't need no one Pointing fingers but you ain't adding up You talking cheap cause you don't make enough I don't know why they thing they got shit on me You ain't did enough yet shouldn't say nothing on me You ain't finna go a few rounds in the ring man on me You don't ball out four seasons man thats all me