Bas - Keep Flying lyrics

[Hook: Unknown] I keep flying x3 I keep grinding,i keep riding You keep trying to ground me but my feet won't touch the ground, I keep flying (won't touch the ground) I keep flying I keep shining, my feet high and You can't find me cause I'm way to high in the sky,i keep flying I'm in the sky I keep flying x2 [Verse1: Bas] Man I'm addicted to spending more money than I earn I see the police then I'm quick to make a U-turn Riding with my top down lost my mind And he didn't see it coming like he gone blind (wonder why) Nah he was running then I shot him from behind Sending chills down his spine I'm on point like porcupines Like a cactus tree Boy we on a k**ing spree All 7 days we be murdering these so called weak mcee's (booom)... Uptown boy's it's the uptown boy But you probably couldn't tell with how the girls make noise They'll be screaming louder than a Justin Bieber show Stop playing n***a this what we rehearse it for Making all that money for Get the girls we couldn't get before Make another hit put it in a body bag and then a pit Rocket scientist when it comes to that pistol Put a silence on the tip make that motherf**er whistle [Hook: Unknown] [Verse2: Sheezy] Told Trayn and Bas we would to make it one day Now it's three cities all in one day Now it's thirty b**hes all in one day Road to success that's my motherf**en one way Picking models from the runway to the runway Taking flights to different sites Then leave them on a Monday Keep my pants low I ain't playing with you Urkels Yeah yeah we don't f** around so we play for different circles Matter fact f** you squares We tired of your presence Tell Santa to remember we where ballin before December Now I'm all up in the capital tryning to raise my capital The money came in local but these who*e's be international My Merc merk the street My Benz hit the bends Smoking out the revelations it's the genesis of your end That trap that's where I bee's don't let me my goons swarm n***a Uptown I make rain after the storm n***a [Hook: Unknown] [Verse 3: Trayn Blacktie Dillinger] I got Robin Hoods ethics Martin Luther's dreams Baby go get this what mama said to me So ya'll can not blame this On my mama's dream Well really ya'll can take this up a f**en hole No matter how you rate this I'm hot ya'll cold No matter how you look at this I'm rich ya'll poor No matter how I do it I will never ever fall And no matter how hot she is, she always gonna call You can see it in my eye the tiger Who hotter than us uptown we flyer k** them with bars they confessing to the chart So they don't dig in my past and try bring up my priors Fire keeps burning how I'm earning Gun for hire And my getaway swifter burning rubber off the Tyre Best believe that we far from done We've only just begun I keep flying