Young money young money yeah we getting rich
I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch
Drop 3 down and let it fly, oh let it fly, fly high
How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly
Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/
Never meant to make your daughter to cry
That's the window into the sky
Step back and watch me fly
I grab the eagles and make them birds fly
Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high
Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die
Uh the realest niggas are so fly
Young money, d-town's all star
Don't go to far
Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie
I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly
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