Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fly With Me, artist - Benny the Butcher. Date of issue: 12.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fly With Me |
| When I was broke |
| My confidence was on a million |
| My shit was on a million |
| 'Cause I knew I was comin' out of that |
| We split the money up in two, five hundred grand in the kitty (Uh-huh) |
| All these racks, got your bitch down in Panama City |
| Yeah, this for the haters that was plannin' to get me |
| Steppin' on them zips got me standin' in Fendi |
| This for honest success and for all the promises kept |
| You know I’m down to pay homage out of respect (Out of respect) |
| But I still spray hollows out of a TEC |
| Rolly face full of diamonds for when it’s time to reflect |
| I’ve been down that same road, so I feel for those |
| It’s hard to run in the streets when your children know |
| I’m always on the money trail, I got a feel for gold |
| Only rapper to bid with E and do a deal with Hov |
| You know my pedigree respected by everybody ahead of me |
| The judge had plans on beheadin' me |
| The paperwork said I turned South Buff' to a hub dealin' drugs, I’m a Kingpin |
| allegedly |
| You know that means piano keys that’s white as Keanu Reeves |
| When they get their first brick, they channel me (Channel me) |
| Five deep at the game, three grand a seat |
| This mornin', I woke up what I always claimed to be |
| That nigga |
| Real shit |
| When I was broke, ask all my niggas |
| I was focused on this rap shit |
| All the way, all the way locked |
| And I had just fucked up my money in the streets |
| I had just fucked up my money in the streets |
| I needed that moment to be broke to respect my niggas' name |
| All my niggas is hustlers |
| All my niggas |
| Look |
| Word to the stars in the Wraith ceiling |
| Remember wakin' up being broke, I hated the feeling |
| My sacrifice and dedication just made a few million |
| Handin' in my tapes to the label, I’m shakin' the building |
| We global |
| They got murals of my face on the buildings |
| And that’s way in New Zealand |
| Damn, look at all the paper I reeled in |
| Before the Shady deal, I was basically dealing |
| My bitch ain’t have a fat ass, but her face was appealing |
| Yeah, it’s like mockin' at an honor roll |
| Bodies get to droppin', the feds think we responsible |
| My dog home from prison, shit’ll take a lot out of you |
| Married his girl in jail and got her pregnant on the conjugal |
| Facts |
| I did everything I promised to |
| Bentley trucks for Londa and my mama too |
| Where I’m from, you get too rich, they ain’t fond of you |
| What? |
| The FN close |
| I want extra smoke (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) |
| Machine, bitch |
| You a real hustler |
| It’s a ton of knowledge in being broke, my nigga |
| So cherish that feeling |
| Ask all my niggas |
| Cherish that feeling |