Fly All the Time

[Intro: Loe Pesci]
Yo, ayo
Pssh, it's Loes and Os'
Small Coffins dropping soon

[Verse 1: Loe Pesci]
Certain days i get perma-blazed off the purple haze
Puffin' herbal strains with words and names that's obscure and strange
I burned the stage at a early age, you heard the name
From rural trains to service lanes, the surface stained
I turned the page with a irk to change but swerve the same
Shine like the sun, behind the scenes like some curtain shades
Slurring and spitting's the only time that your verses spray
I heard a lot of garbage-ass rappers, but you're the worst to date
Beast lurkin' on you, flossin' in your flyest gear
They figure they'll get you some day, by then you outta here
I hit the sky like I skipped town on a WestJet flight
Sleep on your rhyme book and bed-wet, right?
I piss on your sheets, and by the time you run and get the police
I'll be above the clouds with some pigeons, shittin' on your fitteds, listen
I get so high off this weed we burnin'
That my couch talks to me like Pee-wee Herman

[Chorus: Loe Pesci & *sample*]
Certain days I get perma-blazed off the purple haze
Son I don't even walk
Yo we the flyest, the livest, as plane crash survivors
"So fly I need a passport just to walk"

[Verse 2: Osa]
Ayo you know how I do when I get this high dude
Buggin' at the drive-through, screamin' "gimme my food"
It's a stun gun stickup out the window on my one-ton, pick-up 'less my chicken nuggets gettin' done quick enough
Listen up, we about to blaze, how you gon' complain?
Coming out your face about my life like I'd give a fuck
Yeah I know you think you're tough
That'll last as long as the stash of your mom's prescription drugs that y'all been sniffin' up
Forget the love, all you get's some pity daps
Cop some New Era 59/50 fitted jimmy hats
'Cause you a pussy when you high, faggy when you drunk
I get pussy when I'm high, scrappy when I'm drunk
Got your panties in a bunch
But yo it's not my fault
That your wifey's wildin' out up in the backseat of my truck, and what?
She's the one that wants to stroll through the park
Yeah you might light up her life but my trees glow in the dark

[Chorus: Loe Pesci & *sample*]
Certain days I get perma-blazed off the purple haze
Son I don't even walk
Yo we the flyest, the livest, as plane crash survivors
"So fly I need a passport just to walk"

[Verse 3: Loe Pesci]
My gear is light luggage, made by the Wright brothers
My kicks got wings, I'm gettin' wit' flight clubbers
Forget where the mic plug is, if you spit and recite rubbish
Don't think we won't remember your signature bite, vultures
I keep your ears smokin' on stereo mic drums
Got killed by my dumb wife, mean my widow is white, son
I was born with a third lung
And my skin's so green thought I fell from the sky and landed in Area 5-1
Stereotype slut, brought the berry and lime Dutch
So honey dip stay red as the cherry on my blunt
Pulled out the blade but she wasn't hairy as my nuts
Slittin' the competition? That's Nancy Kerrigan-wise cuts
This paranoid dime's fucked, she carry a nine tucked
Still sharing divine skunk with various fine smut
Dope and fly as Aeroplan miles for heroin vials
We the flyest, the livest since plane-crash survivors

[Chorus: Loe Pesci & *sample*]
Certain days I get perma-blazed off the purple haze
Son I don't even walk
Yo we the flyest, the livest, as plane crash survivors
"So fly I need a passport just to walk"
Certain days I get perma-blazed off the purple haze
Son I don't even walk
Yo we the flyest, the livest, as plane crash survivors
"So fly I need a passport just to walk"