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[Verse 1: Lola Monroe]
As I lay me down to sleep, i’m praying for all my frenemies
They praying for my downfall
I’m praying for they ends to meet
I get it, I get it, they mad I really done did it, fuck you
Now this song for all the suckers who said, “I ain’t gon’ be shit”
Now I’m shittin’ on you busters
And pissin’ on all your dissin’
You bitchin’, i’m in the kitchen
I’m fixin’ up my next mission
Essential to my ambition, fruition from the ambition
Show for body, opposition, opposing any proposition
Need morticians for all this body baggin’ I been presuming to
My ambitions could build ruins that will ruin you
Assuming you coulda stopped my shine or stopped my grind
You out your mind, I can feel my time
And a bitch won’t stop til’ it’s at my prime
[Hook]
I know I got to fly away ‘cause I can’t stay here
Feel like a bird with no wings but my dreams seem so clear
So even if you’re far away, someday you’ll be near
‘Cause when I get my wings
We gon’ get the fuck up out of here
(Outta here, outta here, outta here, outta here)
We gon’ get the fuck up out of here
(Outta here, outta here, outta here, outta here)
[Verse 2]
Now these underachievers wanna underrate you
Ain’t built for the game, but wanna play you
Niggas lines played out, like they wanna page you
Now you once-upon-a-time-bitches wanna fake too
They judge you as a ho, but they don’t even know the half
Hating on your future, they don’t even know your past
When your mother taught you love, but your father ain’t know how to
Niggas took a shot, but you ain’t never let it cloud you
Put the Lord over this money, but it’s business over bitches
Treated as the illest, I put sickness over bitches
Condition through the pressure, I ain’t never tripping though
The pain turn into pleasure like a numbing after sniffing coke
Fallin’ down is how you grow, stayin’ down is how you die
Rising from my downfalls
This right here is how you fly
[Hook]
I know I got to fly away ‘cause I can’t stay here
Feel like a bird with no wings but my dreams seem so clear
So even if you’re far away, someday you’ll be near
‘Cause when I get my wings
We gon’ get the fuck up out of here
(Outta here, outta here, outta here, outta here)
We gon’ get the fuck up out of here
(Outta here, outta here, outta here, outta here)
Fly Away was written by Rob Holladay & Lola Monroe.
Fly Away was produced by Mr. Franks & Rob Holladay.
Lola Monroe released Fly Away on Wed Oct 23 2013.