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triple777 - fly as fuck lyrics

(triple777)
the truth is i’ve had better days
the truth is i’ve had better days
but b+tch ima go getter hey
i be makin chedder like everyday
i know i entertain all the sh+t they say
if i’m gettin paid why would i stop my ways
that’s real
i just meditate
take it back to a better state
my fans are great b+tch your fans all late
shoutout the ones who found me early in the wave
they be smart as f+ck might find a cure for aids
they support me even when i’m feelin hate
i know it sucks when summer feelin gray
want the bright skies but it’s just rain
lift your chin up dawg
you not alone
cause we fly as f+ck clear the runway
i’m gone
fly
b+tch
im fly as f+ck
too real

(mona)
fly
(this r+t+rd couldn’t figure out how to say “fly as f+ck”)
i feel great
when i feel i’m best at it
take a day
think about the rest of it
i could change
anything i wanna choose
making bank on the way
(monsoons)
you could be the one who never cared
or play the game
like you never wanna share
make ‘em pay
no loose change
don’t be afraid
i’m no stranger
two times seen you feeling stressed
next step left walking straight blessed
get a text from the hotline bling bling
fly as f+ck all the time reaching
for something better
f+ck the weather
if it ever pours down i’ll endeavor
i could never break a frown
feeling lesser
f+ck love
until i’m up
fly as f+ck on a b+tch like
(soul noodles)
fly
b+tch
im fly as f+ck
too real, (t7)
fly
as f+ck
i was seeing you never could i exit
going south
but it wasn’t texas
i was feeling great
i was feeling dull
every single night
rip another bowl
green smoke take
it was losing meaning
inhale
choke
right before you see me
exhale
throat
channel blood is streaming
my was head down
it was hard to stand there
what’s next?
(stress, pleasure, s+x, stress, pleasure, s+x)
it was all for pleasure
all for s+x
(s+x, money, drugs, s+x, money, drugs)
money drugs
like f+ck my intellects
we were losing brain cells
paralyzed so i stayed still
grip the pick we break the ice
i broke myself to make sh+t right
and sold it

- triple777 lyrics

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