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Fly Away - Remix
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Oh, oh
(You have reached the voice mail of Vory)
All this expensive linen got me feeling like John with the Beatles
Lifestyle high fashion, I went and spent about three on my denim
Rolling down Abbey Road and I'm driving
Slow, blowing gas out the foreign, uh
Feeling like, oh, darling, I cannot
Leave you alone like I'm McCartney, uh
Now and then, I think I need you, but sometimes I feel like I don't
Chrome Heart, the chain gang swing, all this money made me cold, uh
Dripping in Dior fabrics, money coming in, no nitro
None of my bitches average
And my neck and wrist look like a light show with the pyro
All this money treat me different
Baddie treat me like I'm Hendrix
Cartier frame me my lenses
Black Beatle, John Lennon
Big ol' baguette boogers in my tenni's
Mike Amiri's with the spinners
Oh, yeah, black Beatle, John Lennon
Go on and fly away, can you imagine?
A nigga so classic, Mike Amiri been my fashion
Fly away, can you imagine?
Lifestyle ain't average, John Lennon with the Patek
Oh, oh, oh
Put your bitch and my bitch on the same flight, yeah, ayy
Left her in the room, get your act right
Diamonds bustin', came from bustin' a bad bike
Now I'm in that new GT with the frog lights
Black on black, but I'm steppin' in Off-White
Now all they wanna hear is, "Yeah, aight"
But they do not wanna hear is, "You aight?" (Oh, yeah, oh)
Every girl wanna be my baby mama, but my baby mama is my mans
Now I gotta watch his daughter, if
The well fell, I gotta fill the water
Weight of the world on my shoulders
It's getting harder to look over my shoulders
It's heavy, these kind of problems could never be studied
Gotta keep it on me (Oh, oh, oh)
Gotta keep it real, do you really want me or you need me?
She only hit me when she see me
Trending in the blogs and all on the TV
You never asked how it feel just to be me
They think 'cause I got it all that it's easy
All this money did was make this shit harder
Being broke was easy, only one problem
All this money treat me different
Baddie treat me like I'm Hendrix
Cartier frame me my lenses
Black Beatle, John Lennon
Big ol' baguette boogers in my tenni's
Mike Amiri's with the spinners
Oh, yeah, black Beatle, John Lennon
Go on and fly away, can you imagine?
A nigga so classic, Mike Amiri been my fashion
Fly away, can you imagine?
Lifestyle ain't average, John Lennon with the Patek
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
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