French Montana - Playing In The Wind II lyrics

[Hook:] All my n***as fly high, we playin' in the wind All my n***as fly high, we playin' in the wind All my n***as fly high, we playin' in the wind All my n***as flyin' high, we playin' in the wind [Verse:] Frank Lucas and Blake Griffin St. Thomas or San Quentin Trips to Puerto Rico, all that Rico Love Packs in the hallway is [?] Paranoid, yeah the streets talk Got me swimmin' with the Desert, man, seahawk I be swervin', got a hundred thousand in my denim And we can talk about these crabs for dinner Pop them pills, smokin' dank, drinkin' lean too Got me runnin' through the fire with gasoline suit All eyes, closed mouth Fake friends, lost ties, [?] Courtside, climb fences, barbed wires Bars wired, been ballin', Karlton Hines Whispers in the dark give you cold heart k** the ink, paid in full, Eric B Rakim Allah, say a prayer doin' bad or good Buy the charts, can't buy the hood [?] in the paint, [?] in the lane Welker with the bank, piranhas in the tank Shorty want me back Was the best she ever had [Hook]