Kam Prada - Flight Back

★ pre-chorus ★
Said that he made me
But he ain't made nothing
Really just hates me
Hates what i'm becoming
I been going crazy
That's end of discussion
They cannot play me
I'm busy i been up to something

★ chorus ★
Yeah flyin' out
Hop up in a jet and then i'm flyin' out
Hop up in a 'lamb and then i ride around
Used to see me in the field remember tryin' out
Now me and my bros kickin' shit like its fifa
Get what she want cuz dat 'gyal was a diva
Only one night her then i gotta leave her
Run to the money so fast like a cheetah yeah

★ verse 1 ★
Comin' up
Ain't the minute man but i be comin' up
If she comin' for the ride she better buckle up
Either first either last ain't no runner up yeah yeah
Double up triple up
Why he switched on the kid cuz i levelled up
Imma pop another bottle pour another cup
Killed the past in the grass snakes slither up yeah
Snakes in the grass so i mowed it
Under pressure never folded
Only one life and i know that i own it
So to my dreams i stay steady devoted
Invest in myself and i flew to the mountains
Way i be drippin' this shit like a fountain
Be chasing millions after the thousands
Kids talkin' down but they still get allowance yeah
Chit chat
All up on the internet they love to chit chat
I'm a real busy man ain't really 'wit that
Feel like herschel cuz i went and got a big bag
And i know that
And you know that
They might see me in a foreign and it's all black
Drip down in the louis spent like four racks
Sipping 'henny from the bottle i be off that yeah

★ bridge ★
I bossed up and i went and killed the past
See me hop up in a foreign goin' fast
Applying pressure hit the pedal hit the gas
Already told y'all bout the snakes all in the grass yeah

★ pre-chorus ★
Said that he made me
But he ain't made nothing
Really just hates me
Hates what i'm becoming
I been going crazy
That's end of discussion
They cannot play me
I'm busy i been up to something

★ chorus ★
Yeah flyin' out
Hop up in a jet and then i'm flyin' out
Hop up in a 'lamb and then i ride around
Used to see me in the field remember tryin' out
Now me and my bros kickin' shit like its fifa
Get what she want cuz dat 'gyal was a diva
Only one night her then i gotta leave her
Run to the money so fast like a cheetah yeah

★ outro ★
I'm coming for top spot and some don't like that
Pull up to the shordy crib just for the night cap
Gotta wake up early morning for the flight back
Gotta wake up early morning for the flight back