Yeah, I wanna fly away

I'm tryna get out this hell

Yeah, I wanna find a way

I had to fend for myself

Yeah, I had to build a gate

I'm tryna

Yeah

I'm tryna fly away

I wanna find a way

I'm tryna tell you what the fuck I want

But I know you'll want the same

Yeah, I'm tryna get my ice

Now you want a Cuban link

You're just a follower boy

Can you stop following me?

Wait

I've had my head in my hands for way too long

But I've finally found me an answer

I had no friends had to do this shit all on my own

And now they don't want me to hand 'em something from the coming up of rius

Cause we all sang the same motherfucking anthem

I really don't wanna deal with these snakes in the grass

I think it's bout time I stamp 'em

Yeah, I wanna fly away

I'm tryna find a way

I'm tryna tell you what the fuck I want

But I know you'll want the same

Yeah, I'm tryna get my ice

Now you want a Cuban link

You're just a follower boy

Can you stop following me?

Yeah, I wanna fly away

Yeah, I'm tryna find a way

I'm tryna tell you what the fuck I want

But I know you'll want the same

I'm tryna get my ice

Now you want a Cuban link

You're just a follower boy

Can you stop following me?

The way I'm racking up these notes

I look like the mailman

Got a package full of money just for doing a few notes

You know I don't fail that

You know I'm one of one

Ain't find another in a trillion

Of these fucking stale rappers

I'm really coming up and ain't nobody gon' do nothing

I told you I'm still that motherfucker

I know that I'm gon' be the one

But how many others are gon' be stuck under me?

I'm really just tryna make sure all my homies get out of the motherfucking gutters

I know that this shit gon' be fun

But you better not disrespect me if I fuck with you

Lil homie, I'm ready to cut at you

Lil homie, I'm ready to

Yeah, I wanna fly away

I'm tryna find a way

I'm tryna tell you what the fuck I want

But I know you'll want the same

Yeah, I'm tryna get my ice

Now you want a Cuban link

You're just a follower boy

Can you stop following me?

Can you stop bothering me?

Can you stop talking to me

I got a whole lot of shit on my plate

I ain't got time to be playing a game

I'm really tryna pave a new motherfucking lane

I'm tryna get my time right

I don't wanna waste a second today

No way

Yeah, I'm tryna fly away

Yeah, I'm tryna find a way

Yeah, I'm tryna tell you what the fuck I want

But I know you'll want the same

I'm tryna get my ice

Now you wanna Cuban link

You're just a follower boy

You're just a follower boy

You're just a follower boy