We're Fly. (feat. Kay) - Kay, Tanya Morgan, Chop

Yeah

We back in here

And I realized that like

Doing the right thing, is like the new thing

You know what I’m saying?

I see brothers out there trying to do their little thing

Or whatever

You got the right intentions

We’re gonna show you how to do things the right way

Teacher reaching everybody

Lighting a fire under them niggas

See we living non-fiction making history

T- Morgan and Kay Jay

Call me Sweeney Todd

Serenade 'em, leave their necks ajar

Drip, Drip

Nigga we paint pictures, them boys photoshopping

They wanna be fly like Mike

Nigga we fly like the Wright Brothers

Despite others we make history lyrically period

So niggas is never seeing me

Even though they thought that (?)

Brothers swag stealing

In tight pants they ad-libbing

Our (?) bringing heat

The great, all-state

First team, all-American literary trip

(?) from East Texas

Then right back to the Cincinnat

Atlanta pimps and 'Lacs

When you ride 75 and drive

Getting high with your eyes on the prizes

Tell it survive, surprised were still alive

But its not, dumb luck never existed

I put it in 5th gear try to (?)

Niggas can tell that I’m knocking in front of the cops

I drive by them and watch

And don’t even stop

Another nigga trying to be pop

But not trying to be a pop to their sons

But they pop a nigga, they got it popping on the block

With the rock till they run to the spot

Just to drop a little wop on the huns

And she pops that ass, and it pops till he cums

A fatherless son got a son

Another fatherless cycle begun

But I’m feeling like I’m the one

To bring a little light like the sun

To my city, its a pity what its like here

Light years behind, not space but the mindstate

I swear all these politicians primates

So I give them all of my hate

Irate about how they treat mine

Its history over the rhyme

But once we shine ain’t no closing your blinds

If they ain’t knowing why

Well then we show 'em

If they ain’t knowing why

Well then we show 'em

If they ain’t knowing why

Well then we show 'em

If they ain’t knowing why

Well then we we we

I got my Yankee on wild

And my (?) type spotless

By the time you hear this they’ll be spotted

But I got another pair that I ain’t wearing

No this ain’t no hipster rap shit

Since I was a prodigy they told me that I rap sick

Rapping sickle cell when them kids start noticing

When I get to focusing others can’t find their opening

Theres going towards (?)

But no one can keep the notion

There’s no one amongst the dopest

Of flowers without us breaking a sweat

And when I’m with the flowers get the flowers

I place them in grave danger

When I shop up and I tower over planes

For 9/11 aim this

I been (?) with him

Pretending it ain’t nothing happened

Greatness

Songs I’m writing wouldn’t give me a break

I pull out my old red DM tape

I’m playing Take The L

And the shit still hits

Trying to be top picked, ever since '06

They like «Naw, I ain’t heard it before»

Its probably cause the album barely made it to stores

But we still that shit and poppin' bitch

Months off but right back on our shit

The magazines and websites

They know whats up

We hit 'em with the jams and they all thumbs up

But I ain’t trippin', kissin', or dissin'

Slam it or jam it

Man if people would listen

Get off mine fool

And get it crackin'

We like (?) dropping classics

Yeah

Woo

We got there