First things first I keep it real until I see a casket

I’ll break my back to break these records yea I’m bending backwards

If you catch me 1 on 1 you’ll never see a basket

Bury me a king the crown I wear is just a hat trick

Long days to find out where the cash at

You aint got nothing for me go and hit my cash app

I know they hating on my future i thought we were past that

Funny how you getting jealous of the one you laughed at...

I always kill em with the bic, making hits

Don’t need a gun i can spit, need a chick super thick just to sit down watch a flick

While I’m dodging all the bullshit that they wish yea they wish

If you place bets on my future then I’m boutta hit a lick

Fly like the rockets I’m chris with the J

I’m killing the game but a **** don’t play

I’m starving to eat so these **** my prey

I’m touching the road going back to the A

Motivate, I take the right steps and I elevate

I ride on these beats and I meditate

I study the planes and I levitate, I fly

Do you wanna fly?

Do you wanna fly?

This the type of shit that gets you high

Do you wanna fly with us tonight?

Do you wanna fly with us tonight?

Do you wanna fly?

Do you wanna fly?

Do you really wanna touch the sky?

Do you wanna fly with us tonight?

Do you wanna fly with us tonight?

Do you wanna fly?

I worry about Too much

I’m cool with that smooth touch

My pockets got too much

Like Micheal I’m too clutch

This is that fuck up this summer jam that’s word to my day ones

Im all black from head to toe, dare **** to say something

Back when i was homesick

I had so much time spent

And i been gone for so long, don’t know where them days went

I was whipping up soft serve and working the late shift

Now I’m posted with the money team we on our own shit

And we never back down

Shout out to my hometown

Ima be ghost for the summer so wake me up when we fall bound

Then ima drop a whole mixtape and switch up the whole sound

Me and chris going state to state oh yea boy we been round

Your boy on a clean slate

Eating on lean steak

Thats all on the dinner plate

Take off with the briefcase

I just gotta cash it and graduate

Between all the verses and class time, **** aint slept for a week straight

This for Jamaica that wagwan, them bruddas and none of them streets safe, gone

Do you wanna fly?

Do you wanna fly?

This the type of shit that gets you high

Do you wanna fly with us tonight?

Do you wanna fly with us tonight?

Do you wanna fly?

Do you wanna fly?

Do you really wanna touch the sky?

Do you wanna fly with us tonight?

Do you wanna fly with us tonight?

Do you wanna fly?