Fly Away

Polo G & Scorey - R&B, Rap
Fly Away
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[Intro] Duh-na, na, duh-na, uh [Chorus: Polo G] Shots fired, this bitch bust some reds on my area Had to put the hood up on my back, like, who gon' carry us? One thing I know for a fact, this shit get scarier Have 'em wishin' they can get 'em back, get turned to fairy dust Highway, I'm in Cali' cruisin' in a Bentley Bye, bae, but just come and chew me, if you miss me Nowadays niggas just be goofy, it's too risky Fly away, she gon' wanna choose me in Givenchy [Verse 1: Polo G] Uh, why this bitch keep askin' me to send her flowers? Uh, why you mad I gave her dick? That bitch is ours Say, "I'm broken", I ain't havin' shit, he sniffin' powder Treadmill, how I been runnin' up this shit for hours But this weren't overnight, let's stop and take it back some years We had spots in jail cells before we had careers And I know a cold-hearted come with savage tears Had to play my own part, and bitch, that's why I'm here Life game, no, you can't just quit when shit get difficult Dice games, heard he lost his life, this shit got physical Feel like life lame, 'cause I just miss my dawg, wish I was here with you For you I'm gon' ball, me and them soldiers who you livin' through [Chorus: Polo G] Shots fired, this bitch bust some reds on my area Had to put the hood up on my back, like, who gon' carry us? One thing I know for a fact, this shit get scarier Have 'em wishin' they can get 'em back, get turned to fairy dust Highway, I'm in Cali' cruisin' in a Bentley Bye, bae, but just come and chew me, if you miss me Nowadays niggas just be goofy, it's too risky Fly away, she gon' wanna choose me in Givenchy [Verse 2: Scorey] Uh, on them cold nights, when I feel summer breeze And I'm ridin' with them soldiers just like the marines Gave your heart up, it's gon' fold you when they up, and leave All them losses hurt my self-esteem, I couldn't grieve, damn Payed a stack for these designer jeans, Amiri, these pants .40 shells, jump out the XB, turnin' from the weak ends And the streets gon' solve a homicide the police can't Grandma said, "But, he ain't qualified 'til I see him blam" They keep calling ODA to come and save him, it's a draw Play the wrong, and now it's blood on top the pavement, spillin' out Try to run, now it's red lasers on his scout I just played the crib, it's dangerous when I'm out I got a call, they said, "It's— [Chorus: Polo G] Shots fired, this bitch bust some reds on my area Had to put the hood up on my back, like, who gon' carry us? One thing I know for a fact, this shit get scarier Have 'em wishin' they can get 'em back, get turned to fairy dust Highway, I'm in Cali' cruisin' in a Bentley Bye, bae, but just come and chew me, if you miss me Nowadays niggas just be goofy, it's too risky Fly away, she gon' wanna choose me in Givenchy
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- Polo G