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letra de fly away - nfg duck

like ouuuu

(that′s od)

sit back reflect when i write music,like i’m looking in the mirror
describing everything i′m seeing
from my eyes & how i feel
there’s some sh-t that people said to me
i wish i could unhear (i wish i could unhear)
and i done went through h-ll & back
but still i live like ain’t no fear

i′m embarrassed, but i won′t lie
i went out sad about my twin (twin)
say, i was blocked on everything
say, i was talking to the wind (talking to the wind)
believe a b-tch who say she love me?
nah, i won’t do that again
gon′ cover pain up with designer sleeves
and trips to paris france (skrt)
nfg my family
h-ll nah, no, i don’t got no friends
if i had to count up who i trust
it wouldn′t even fill my hand (wouldn’t even fill my hand)
say it would still be h-lla roomy
even in the smallest benz (even in the smallest benz)
cause being fake is the new real and being real was just a trend

i′m smoking dope to take that pain away (pain away)
this feeling never fades away
long as i’m breathing i’ll be grieving dawg (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i think about you everyday
klaud gon′ slide he keep the k
shoutout out mama, know i was h-ll to raised
(skrt) ′specially cause i was raising h-ll
thank god i never went to jail

i’m done playing with them
i need me some money
what you know bout really starting with nothing? (for real!)
ain′t had a haircut in months looking bummy (fah!)
wasting my time bout a b-tch like a dummy (fah, fah, fah)
how many times will i get in my own way?
tryna grind i mean all work and no play
like i’m psychic i know how this gone shake
after all this we going our own way (we going our own way)

had to learn to say f-ck em
it tore me apart, cause i wanted you round me for life (yeah)
22 but i feel like i′m 40
i can’t even imagine me 75 (woah)
after everything n-ggas done dealt with
i′m suprised nfg still alive
ally died and it f-cked with my mind
i had to get serious and stop wasting time

tell the truth i’ve been broke as a b-tch
i’ve been down on my d-ck since i came back to mama house (ha!)
i was sleep on a floor with a knot in my back
feeling evil, on god imma slime em out (for real!)
catch him lacking i′m whooping his ass like my son (uhh, uh, uh)
give a b-tch n-gga something to cry about
i was stuck in a hole now i′m climbing out
i’m the last of a breed steady dying out

and i had a dream that i could fly away

woah
woah

- nfg duck

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