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for the world - flyknit kid lyrics

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[chorus: flyknit kid]
this n*ggas just cry
they don’t know how to be honest with someone, but they just want fly
xanny let me, and you came with the files that i got, i don’t ask you why
i don’t ask you why, because i feel the thought you had there, crazy to slap, i’m about to get slide

[verse 1: flyknit kid]
gettin’ in into troubles
i need that sh*t tomorrow but this n*ggas makin’ reflective my old fumes
i glow by my own, focus
and she capture my album
now you only make racks on the table, but everythin’ we say, just trap you
n*ggas playin’ with high loops
n*ggas playin’ with high loops, n*ggas just cry on the side, they just fall
with fire i’m glowin’, and don’t say i’m not
i’m just feelin’ full but with the feelings don’t f*ck
now, flykid, he’s waitin’ for cops, woah
lookin’ wrist, have the ice on the flow
yeah, those blindin’ lights want you to move
with the patrol just ride like a clown

[bridge: flyknit kid]
the lowest thing now is fallin’
all praises to be the most high
keep inventory, i’ll need the bars
i’m trappin’ with or without lines
the lowest thing now is fallin’
all praises to be the most high
keep inventory, i’ll need the bars
i’m trappin’ with or without lines
[chorus: flyknit kid]
this n*ggas just cry
they don’t know how to be honest with someone, but they just want fly
xanny let me, and you came with the files that i owned, i don’t ask you why
i don’t ask you why, because i feel the thought you had there, crazy to slap, i’m about to get slide

[verse 2: yvngdevilboy]
yvngdevilboy and flykid
b*tch, we are gettin’ this sh*t
ice on my neck, i feel rich
n*gga, you act like a b*tch
n*gga, you’re a f*cking clown
b*tch, i need to taste the love
n*gga, this is for the world
b*tch, you know, we’re always up
look, only have mac*11s
n*gga, look my 47
b*tch, i’m fightin’ like i’m tekken
b*tch, i play with you, i’m painting
ouu, pick up that uzi, n*gga
i use stussy, n*gga
you’re a b*tch like a groupie, n*gga
tryin’ to taste my lucky, n*gga

[chorus: flyknit kid]
this n*ggas just cry
they don’t know how to be honest with someone, but they just want fly
xanny let me, and you came with the files that i owned, i don’t ask you why
i don’t ask you why, because i feel the thought you had there, crazy to slap, i’m about to get slide

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