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Fly
334
Hip-Hop/Rap
Fly was released on February 22, 2025 by 4DaTribe as a part of the album 08 JETTA
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Release DateFebruary 22, 2025
Label4DaTribe
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kai Banks
Kai Banks
Performer
Simon Jefferson
Simon Jefferson
Performer
Nathan Nykor
Nathan Nykor
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Makai Bankston
Makai Bankston
Lyrics
Mo Bayoumi
Mo Bayoumi
Composer
Blake Sautner
Blake Sautner
Composer
Simon Jefferson
Simon Jefferson
Composer
Nathan Nykor
Nathan Nykor
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mo Bayoumi
Mo Bayoumi
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
This ain't really too bad for a bad day
Hate to ruin y'all laughs with a sad face
But a **** get mad when I put up with the same old shit
Won't exaggerate at all, but I will say
Lately, I been reading more, trustin' meditation
Had to free my mind from all the medication
So much trauma built up in a generation way before me
Unfortunately, I been reaping these sews, each ego is fragile
And mine took a crash and made it nearly shatter
Through the glass reflection, my complexion pale
Hair nappy, I ain't feelin' well, but I'll be cool
In a hundred somethin' years bet my grandkid kids will to
I ain't got nothin to fear, I done shed my tears for two years
Now the earphones play my tunes
[Chorus]
And I fly, I fly, I fly away
I fly, I fly, I fly away, but I know
That it ain't no good for me
For me
I cried, I cried, I cried today
You lie, you lie, you lie to my face
But I know, that you won't tell no truth to me
To me
[Verse 2]
I seen a picture of my homie on the phone today
And I don't even know what to say
'Cause a couple months ago
I saw a number on a phone when it rang
I picked it up and said hello real quick
I'm like "Yo, who's this?"
Said "it's E's big cousin, man, that **** went and smoked his brain away in a spliff"
Diagnosed with the psychos
Homie tried to fly away from bad times
And my brother got his flight delayed
I like to say, I take it as a sign to stay
Grounded, I look around, but I'm still clouded
But he'd be proud if he seen me in this old ass whip
'Cause we was bussin' 'round town, tryna get us a zip
Before the lunch break ended
Tenth grade, puffin on a eighth
Six teammates tryna relieve
Tension from ballin up to ballin' up, to stop the ballin'
'Cause the coach never callin' us, I still ain't called
Think about it high as fuck, feel like I didn't do enough to help
I dwell on the could've-beens, knowin' that I shouldn't
'Cause the only thing I can do is help myself
[Chorus]
But still I fly, but still I fly
But still I fly, but still I fly
And I fly, I fly, I fly away
I fly, I fly, I fly away, but I know
That it ain't no good for me
For me
I cried, I cried, I cried today
You lie, you lie, you lie to my face
But I know, that you won't tell no truth to me
To me
Written by: Blake Sautner, Makai Bankston, Mo Bayoumi, Nathan Nykor, Simon Jefferson
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