$7,000 in the Ocean

You know, I wonder if we need wings to fly
I'm fly without 'em

Would you fly away if you had your wings, yo
Would you fly right up out that window
Would you fly away if the world ablazin'
Maybe it's too late, maybe not, make a way

Pops don't want to hear me saying, Pop, I got another song
He just want his son up on the throne where his ass belong
Long time coming, know I'm coming for your head top
Shooting for my dreams 'till this motherfucking lead stop
Wondering if soul leaves the earth praying for freedom
For people left behind, in my mind I know we need 'em
White, Black, yellow we sin alike, believe that
If life beat yo ass, you better ask for a rematch
Soul would search for opportune to separate from flesh
In the night time, tango with stars thinking it's best
To face all of my fears as I put 'em down to rest
Everyday I think about my infatuation with death

Would you fly away if you had your wings, yo
Would you fly right up out that window
Would you fly away if the world ablazin'
Maybe it's too late, maybe not, make a way

Seven thou in the ocean, a bag that you hoping
You get like, yesterday, you gotta stay focused
Triple job working as your Volvo end up totaled
You asking is it worth it, every person do you dirty
Insufficient funds as your lawyer ignore your calls
You want to press play, but it's something that make you pause
And reminisce on shit, got you questioning what's the odds
The problems that you facing, let go, let God
Or end up in bars, my pent up aggression has left me mentally scarred
Diligence keep me on
The path that I'm walking, despite the fact that it's crooked
Zig-zag-zig, I fly away when nobody's looking

Close your eyes and fly in the sky
I see the horizon, nowhere to hide
How can I tell you keep your head high
When my head is hanging low

Would you fly away if you had your wings, yo
Would you fly right up out that window
Would you fly away if the world ablazin'
Maybe it's too late, maybe not, make a way

O. this for you
KB, I miss you nigga