John Boy - Fly Or Cry lyrics

/HOOK/ I luv the way i think and the the way i dive in to melodies..is kinda mesmerizing on the victim Eyes / RAP/ Am the Highly niqqa.. no joke Why u staring at me.. like u seen a ghost No fake and phoney.... am so dope Your game lame... my game dope Doing the doggie With my peers bruh Swerving hands We do it prompto I'on care wah u fink abou me Am the men on my words no joke honey Pap the molly on the body Go crazy are you with me? Do it right in the f**ing city Get the credit on 20 b**hes.. Pocket so deep you can't see the money Boys say they run the city Am the men u can't run it wit me.. f** the b**hes Why she s doing the ditches Make her happy While u pap the boozin When u Let it show wen u let it go Wen u let it go u better let it glow Am all white so i let it snow I was born alone So ama die alone I got bad b**h Wif a fat a** 4 wings and French fries and hot sauce & ketchup Hook Ejumi nogba dhe Unami unami nogba ke Itsemi dun jolo kiri kiri Put my hands Biri Biri Get dem money, eyes sweating Let dem kno, i'on feel these niqqas Let dem keep their money on their selves On dem on dem wo!.. My little brother doing take down He got his own face He got his own Nile Don't come near... when u talk trash Our game raw... we going bomb blast I swear to God am the son of God Break it down.. i rolled it up All alone i smoke it up Do the big damage i fun it up Am high as f** cux i smoke enough Am the next to make it U re next to flop Ama change the game Ama fix my name Niqqa be talkin blah blah Buh they stock in shame If u know better , u can do better Am the realest in my city so i spit better Mariwana meditation....i puff weller Be gone for the nasty really bad weather Am not a k**er Buh don't push a niqqa Am going insane So don't touch me niqqa Got Dj berry got mark Ace Our hands shake We wana punch face Amen to a brave men Whole squad.. to a made men Too hood to be nollywood My face cracking like haven /HOOK/ Ahaha ASMG niqqa