I'm a make a stand, hold my ground the haters run away
I gone be the man, straight up higher than aeroplane
Flying through the sky like a magpie
Soaring through the clouds, smell of mary and she by my side (by my side)
We gon be the
Talk of the town, this is the start of the crown
I was ignored by the people i followed i had around
I wasn't producing gold
My music it never sold
How i felt was never relevant
I just go with the flow
Now we making music where everbody wanna listen to it
When we started making tracks we never knew the limit
And now we out here recording
I've got my inner circle
Exposing haters and traitors my homies know the bidnis
Not telling truth i refute that i've never claimed to live it
The gangsta life is not something i joke about or visit
You wont see me throwin shade only bout the digits
Smoking massive clouds for days thats what life is missing
I don't understand why we hating for
Nothings worse than being broke, the last thing im gon be is poor
I don't care for all the rumours and all the drama consumers
I'd rather be cheifin cheeba and riding ride in an uber
I'm a make a stand, hold my ground the haters run away
I gone be the man, straight up higher than aeroplane
Flying through the sky like a magpie
Soaring through the clouds, smell of mary and she by my side
We gon be the
Talk of the town, this is the start of the crown
I was ignored by the people i followed i had around
I wasn't producing gold
My music it never sold
How i felt was never relevant
I just go with the flow
Now we, fresher than ever call us 3 dope boys
That dirty south i represent
I love to make that noise
Disturb the peace that shit was ludacris
Like back in the days
It wasn't rare to catch the homie wearing khakis & jays
That was the style
Before you knew it we wanna be rappers to
Wanna be rising stars wanna be outkast
Wanna be lil wayne, wanna be hot 2
Wanting to write bars, started to rhyme true
Man i knew i was on to something
Was tempted to give up
With all this writing for nothing
When nobody gives a f*ck
Until everyone started banging the homie told me it's on
Flygang was on the airwaves and every knew the song
I gon rep for my city and i aint gonna let that go (let that go)
We been through hell and back dealing every year with some shit i know
Yea i know
I'm a make a stand, hold my ground the haters run away
I gone be the man, straight up higher than aeroplane
Flying through the sky like a magpie
Soaring through the clouds, smell of mary and she by my side
We gon be the
Talk of the town, this is the start of the crown
I was ignored by the people i followed i had around
I wasn't producing gold
My music it never sold
How i felt was never relevant
I just go with the flow
I'm a make a stand, hold my ground the haters run away
I gone be the man, straight up higher than aeroplane
Flying through the sky like a magpie
Soaring through the clouds, smell of mary and she by my side
We gon be the
Talk of the town, this is the start of the crown
I was ignored by the people i followed i had around
I wasn't producing gold
My music it never sold
How i felt was never relevant
I just go with the flow