Fly

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Ay
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Now, I know everything will turn out fine
How I go, j'suis pas pire, but not on fire
I try every time, but don't act right
I fly every time I touch the mic
Now, I know everything will turn out fine
How I go, j'suis pas pire, but not on fire
I try every time, but don't act right
I fly every time I touch the mic

Trying to finish school
No, I don't look cool
Fed from spoon
But I ain't no fool
I done paid my dues
Imma get it soon
I done paid my dues
Imma get it soon
Guess everything will be alright
Spark a spliff and ride this high
Find joy in things left and right
I'm feeling fine, at least for tonight
Yeah, running after time, I'm a chaser, yeah
Shining like a light, I'm a blazer, yeah
Smoking, getting high, where's my lighter, yeah
Always on the grind to be wiser, yeah
At the end of the day
I'm with my boys
And we got other ways
We don't gotta make noise
Don't owe you shit
For what I say
I think what I compose
Yeah

Now, I know everything will turn out fine
How I go, j'suis pas pire, but not on fire
I try every time, but don't act right
I fly every time I touch the mic
Now, I know everything will turn out fine
How I go, j'suis pas pire, but not on fire
I try every time, but don't act right
I fly every time I touch the mic

Vibing on the hill
Pulling up, I see a windmill
High off a pill
Light the weed, time to chill
Yo, again with that?
Oui, j'répète dans mes raps
But that's just life
À la fin, c'est nice
Now, I shot my shot
Happy I got this job
Handed in my homework
Just like a kid
The results are in
I wonder how I did
The results are in
I wonder how I did
But, I got a mission
And you bet I better go in
I got that vision
And you bet I better live it
I got that feeling
Mes tounes y font juste bumping
I see the children playing
Got me reminiscent
Just rapping on this track
Blow up, I don't chase it
I don't care for fame, bitch
But Imma make the most of this
Just rapping on this track
Blow up, I don't chase it
I don't care for fame, bitch
But Imma make the most of this

Now, I know everything will turn out fine
How I go, j'suis pas pire, but not on fire
I try every time, but don't act right
I fly every time I touch the mic
Now, I know everything will turn out fine
How I go, j'suis pas pire, but not on fire
I try every time, but don't act right
I fly every time I touch the mic



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Girard Poncet
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