Fly (On the Wall)

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah man, you know how we doin' it, man It's gang, gang, gang shit, nigga I popped two xans in the stu' right now Just drank a apple juice and bouta spit a verse House music Let's hit it Yeah, uh-huh, ouu, it's what? Yeah, yeah, yeah wha uh It's a smash hit [Verse] Speaking on me wrongly get you cut up like pastrami Send them shots right at yo' body We don't fall out, we surround 'em Bring the yellow tape, he ducking Back that fronting shit or shut it "Can't fuck with that nigga Fukkit When I see him I'ma bust 'em" Yeah, right Keep your promises, I know you won't on sight End yo' life Only once, I hear you begging for it twice You just human sacrifice I use as energy sometimes I keep that Ruger by my right Come hot and ready like some rice, uh Face card not there, I don't even wanna care I can't stand everybody everywhere, that's how I feel Last time I checked you was thirsty like a refill I reseal that bottle once I cut it for that cheap deal Every day I'm living, that's another day of cheap thrills Drug deals, rubber squeal, banana peel, and blood spill Kill yourself, once heal, kill yourself, twice for real I can't stand that smell of dirty pussy touching my nostrils Ya whole entire clique in fear, if you in my atmosphere I promise I'm gonna interfere and interrupt your sad career Make it worse than how you sound on every single track you make I make sure you evaporate and disappear like magic Paint a picture with this static, the talent they can't handle The bars that leave 'em panicking and scrambling for some ammo While I'm hidden in the shadows, unnecessary camo Drape my body like a ruthless mercenary in a sand hill While he stalking in the dead of night, just as an example I'll do you like they did in Chelsea Manning's latest scandal Raid your house and kill your family, accidentally go to court And get acquitted just by pleading I'm insane and off the handle, bitch [Outro] Aha Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Fuck yo whole squad, man, they ain't shit, uh Fuck yo whole squad, man, they ain't shit When I go to the club, we gon sniff a brick When I go to the club, I'm in the paint, bitch, yeah Fuck yo whole squad, man, they ain't shit, yeah Fuck yo whole squad, man, they ain't shit When I go to the club, I'ma spread a brick When I go to the club, I'm in the paint, bitch, yeah I was improvising