Look mom I can fly
I been getting high
Homies hating on me and ain't no more asking my
Too much on my mind
Couldn't stop me if you tried
No more stormy weather cos yo son is in the sky
Look it's a bird, it's a plane
I know you heard of my name
Prolly cos Turkey don't do it the same
Type of talent prolly ruin your gang
Talk about me till you're blue in the face
Counting hundreds like they do at the bank
Now I'm coming for the jewel in the safe
Diamond record like I'm moving with Jake yeah
Running my whole life
Sunning a hoe like
That wasn't polite
Something I don't like
Back when niggas had the strap like Gerbauds
Bitches wasn't tryna clap at the show
Now they laughing like this shit was a joke
Rained on me then I happened to grow
Look mom I can fly
I been getting high
Homies hating on me and ain't no more asking my
Too much on my mind
Couldn't stop me if you tried
No more stormy weather cos yo son is in the sky
Look mom I can
Take it to places they can't go
Crowding the lane Durango
Out in the rain, a rainbow
You just a slave, DJango
This is a movie, a frame
Old school like I'm Cool and The Gang
Most dudes out here losing to fame
Road rules, I been ruling the game
I know you're worried mama
But you heard me mama
High so they can't hurt me mama
Flying like a birdie mama
I know you're worried mama
But you heard me mama
High so they can't hurt me mama
Flying like a birdie mama
Look mom I can fly
I been getting high
Homies hating on me and ain't no more asking my
Too much on my mind
Couldn't stop me if you tried
No more stormy weather cos yo son is in the sky