Fly Away (feat. Zay Harris)

When I'm off a blunt, you know I'm feelin' stuck
I just smoke the pain and make it fly away
I be fightin' off them demons, they can't get enough
I know I'm gonna make it to the brighter days

Feels like I'm chillin' by myself now, can't get no help now
I'm thinkin' bout my mama, I'm tryna buy her the best house
Ain't fuckin' with the drama, the way it got me depressed now, uh-uh
And that's the thing, these niggas don't know, they don't know
Real niggas always gotta fall, but I get up and then I stand tall, uh-uh-uh
I ain't playin' with myself at all, I'm gonna make it, yeah, that's on my mama

When I'm off a blunt, you know I'm feelin' stuck
I just smoke the pain and make it fly away
I be fightin' off them demons, they can't get enough
I know I'm gonna make it to the brighter days

Shit been goin' strange, been goin' through some shit
Stress got me sippin' away my pain, but that ain't doin' shit
They threw my shooter in them chains, but they ain't do the shit
Most of my niggas had potential, used to hoop and shit
Couple people startin' to change, I can't tell who they is
We used to hustle on the train, we used to move the shit
Took us in just how we was, ain't have to prove it, but we proved this shit
Type of niggas, if you told us to go do it, we'd probably do this shit
I been in the field with my homies and we did stuff
Thirty in this forty, shoulda known, he shoulda been ducked
Don't got trust in these niggas, they took a lot from me
Never got comfortable enough for them to plot it on me
Ain't judge a man by what he got or what he buy from me
I'm paper chasin' long as niggas keep on profitin
Ain't no stoppin', keep on rollin', blowin' smoke just like it's oxygen
just like it's

When I'm off a blunt, you know I'm feelin' stuck
I just smoke the pain and make it fly away
I be fightin' off them demons, they can't get enough
I know I'm gonna make it to the brighter days



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Writer(s): Cell Banga
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