Sir Flywalker - Blu 92 lyrics

Intro- Is this just a phase? I spend my days in a daze drinking champagne to celebrate Life in the left lane, but the sad thing is; Every day is just a Saturday. (Sadder Day) So, I question fate Not the one that God made but the one I chose to take Because I know Im good, but… Greatness is measured by those we influence to be great. So I ask you… Verse- Is you real or fake? Make no mistakes playing both sides cause you can't decide Makes you really fake. Evey n***a down for the ride on the interstate But soon as you out of gas money bet they hit the breaks That's why I move at my own pace Self made, cut from no cloth I was crochet Inner circle hanging onto every word that I say Bet they Obey (owe bey) Like a loan from Beyonce n***as be like “Okay” Reminiscing Scarface In the cut, Gang Green, TFG the money team S/o to my n***as and the n***as who acknowledge me Barely on twitter but they sear I got a following S/o to my haters I ain't looking for apologies But why they taking shots if they been trying to abolish me f** yall n***as. My philosophy is sodomy Im probably a prodigy of Hollywood astrology Im a mf star n***a Xanex never been depressed, got bars n***a Hot spitter I can hock-spit-a Give you sea sickness Flow vicious sent more n***as to the mortician Than morphine sent to more fiends with government a**istance Off beat when I said it, similar how it was off the record But if you turn a witness into a victim The verdict is it never happened Like it never happened Closed case when they closed casket Young rapper tryna tell a vision like a closed caption Caught a cap in his capillary for that loud cappin Sadness and the pa**ion moved the ma**es into madness But they pa**ive Not a fraction of my faction taking action But I quote it like I wrote it, “I ain't mad at ya.”