Crank Lucas - Fly Me In lyrics

[INTRO] Welcome to Realitary Records I'm your CEO {{Crank Lucas} } So you want a job, huh? You think you ready? Alright. Well, go over there and tell 'em... Go ahead and fly me in [x8] [HOOK x2] I said, I turn everything into a job (yeah I do) Working taking no days off (yeah I do) Grinding is a hobby, better yet a habit Broke is not an option, I just gotta have it [VERSE 1: Crank Lucas] They call me Floman (yup) the Barbarian Cause I be bar-buryin' rappers all over Maryland I'm all over post-up where you can't I'm an envelope, every where I go I'm stamped This is training day, coppin' for the low, stop peddlin' Double back, re it up, that's the hustler's regimen My sh** goes {{b-r-r-r-r-r-r-r} }, when I'm countin' my bread n***as see them stacks they jealous like dry breads Work raps, two raps, three raps, four Realitary is an army on a world wide tour We hustle cause we have to, fly cause we like to Money's so precious, Jai White like Michael No sh**, I love being me I should change my name to Run DMV I'm damn near perfect, but nobody is You n***as got a lot to learn, but nobody's quizzin' [HOOK x2] Go ahead and fly me in [x8] [VERSE 2: Crank Lucas] I gets busy, I gets money then gets boogie to the Crib with, I gets bombin gets p**y got Two twin broads named Karen and Sharon Together they sharin to care for this dick Now I'm thinkin' I should teach these b**hes hustlin' Cause s** sells and my music ain't f**in' 'em Naw, I'm tryin' to get rid of these hoes Where I lay my head is my home but I don't live in these hoes (get it?) They call me 'X', 'Honey', or 'Dash Q' Speakers like a jail cell, hundred bars pa** through Cookin' in the lab is like cookin' in the kitchen I'm heating up the microwave but you gonna do the dishes You more thorough than the hitman (f** that) You n***as got no guts like blunt wraps Put your bread up and maybe I'll battle ya I drive Dodge Challengers, I don't dodge challenges [HOOK x2] Go ahead and fly me in [x8]