This is a song about "Dc young fly"

Young money, d-town's all star

I'm in my other car

Why? cuz am so fly, so fly. i swear.

And now i walk around without a care

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I'm gone stay fly, young k preying every name no nigga never fuckin die.

So let the bullets fly......

When pac get high

A lil' spice in my swag, call it cajun

Always fly dont matter the occasion

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

I broke mama heart with no college

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

My emotions came out expressly, shes so fly,

Hear the rambling in the sky

Coz if you'll try,you'll feel like fly