This is a song about "Fly nigga"

These haters hope i hurry up and die

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

Picture me lettin this chump survive

They fly, right beside my eyes

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

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

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I be ballin, they wonder why

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

Drop 3 down and let it fly, oh let it fly, fly high

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Fly bitch gang we did that