This is a song about "Fly with my friend on the sky feel cash gold"

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

I'm relaxin', puffin' lye, but i'll send you to the sky, fly yo

Up an down like a yoyo, yayo on the rise, we deny the high make us fly in the sky

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

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

I feel the sand on my feet

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Rainbow chain on my necklace look like a pot of gold

Seems like you hating on the people getting cash

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

I did this shit on the fly, while i was doing my review, one that tomorrow it's due

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

In the sky, telling birds to move it when i fly past

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

I'll rise from the grave with both hands raised to the sky,

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high