[verse 1]
Never had family that could even have my back
Feelin' like an orphan that just always kept the strap
My uncles been shooters, they been aimin' for my back
Window pain drew pictures that would make my tracks
I been making money by just living in the past
Mama wasn't home, so i picked up the pen and rapped
Stayed independent, every rapper was a rat
I kept my bottles opened, my n***a, that's no cap
I just kept rappin' while my uncle did attacks
I just kept rappin', now look where the fuck i'm  at
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[Chorus]
Fly, (fly)
Fly away, (fly away)
Fly away, (fly away)
Fly, (fly)
Fly away, (fly away)
Fly away, (fly away)