This is a song about "Fly"

Handed him her money, – sniffed -, and now she was fly

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

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

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

No more will we cry

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

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

Uh the realest niggas are so fly

I must go like fly route,

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

In every bird i see fly

I like big butts and i cannot lie