Flying Cars

Verse1:

Ima choose ma words carefully/
Cuz I dont wanna shit on nobody who showed me love and was helpin me/
Especially ma ninjas, we done been on great adventures/
So it sucks to say I'm finished but I ain't gon play the victim/

I wanna leave wit respect, instead of bein upset/
Cuz it was G that you let, me even be on the set/
Knowin that I'm not the type the industry would accept/
I seen some success, but now I think im leavin the nest/

In a flyin car, drivin far, haulin ma ass/
Look at ma logo, G-Mo Skee is all that I have/
If I neglect it, I might as well throw ma heart in the trash/
And this house of cards will collapse, that I started from scratch/

But today I'm gettin this ride fixed, jumper cables and vise-grips/
A pipe wrench, and I dont mind this suspended license/
I'm finna drive it, and if you think that ima flight risk/
You betta lay some fuckin spike strips in the sky bitch/

Hook:
I'm tryna put some gas in ma flyin car/
I'm tryna leave the clouds full of tire marks/
And when it starts ima fly outta here/
You ain't gone see me, ima leave the atmosphere/

I'm tryna put some gas in ma flyin car/
I'm tryna leave the clouds full of tire marks/
And when it starts ima fly outta here/
You ain't gone see me, ima leave the atmosphere/

Verse2:

Yall wanna hear some crazy shit?/
2 years ago on Christmas this almost made me quit/
All ma fuckin streams, I found out I was makin zip/
And today it's fixed, but at the time I was major pissed/

Had me feelin like they thought I was somebody they could pimp/
That wasnt the case, ma mind state would just make me flip/
Wish I came to grips and tried to understand fully/
Plus I was gettin bullied for standin up to a bully/

The room was thinner, they callin me coons and niggers/
I went from bein friendly wit fans to rude and bitter/
I wanna leave it all behind me, as grimy as it might be/
It takes heart to step down from this level that I've reached/

But where the fuck are my keys cuz I finally/
Put enough gas inside this ride, and its likely/
I'll take flight through the sky tonight goin 90/
And disappear behind the dark clouds and the lightning/

Hook:

I'm tryna put some gas in ma flyin car/
I'm tryna leave the clouds full of tire marks/
And when it starts ima fly outta here/
You ain't gone see me, ima leave the atmosphere/

I'm tryna put some gas in ma flyin car/
I'm tryna leave the clouds full of tire marks/
And when it starts ima fly outta here/
You ain't gone see me, ima leave the atmosphere/