Fly God Manners lyrics

[Intro]
Peace callin' y'all on the names
The young Loner one could be due in that black automobile
[?]
It's the LONER.INC. General, turn around, so fly, so fly so-
Whoa, whoa, whoa, let me-let me finish, let me finish, hold me back, woah

[Chorus]
Walk with me, walk with me
Feel the fire, stomp with me, stomp with me
Walk with me, walk with me
Feel the fire, stomp with me, stomp with me

[Verse 1]
Uh, rap legend, rap phenomenon
Never sprinting on the dream, n*gga, this a marathon
Giving women X and O's evеry weekend
Fans going nuts thru my windows, they be peeking
Evеry valentine, n*ggas hug the block
Getting roses from the concrete
But see them n*ggas ain't romantic, they lack compassion
They giving roses out to every mom
Who lost the f*ckin' seed to these cold streets
My crown crooked, beef cooking
We out looking for something to ease the pain with
And found greatness
LONER.INC., a new abomination
All black in the White House, Obamanation, now
[Chorus]
Walk with me, walk with me
Feel the fire, stomp with me, stomp with me
Walk with me, walk with me
Feel the fire, stomp with me, stomp with me

[Verse 2]
Uh, rap villain, rap custodian
Never sprinting on the dream, n*gga, this a marathon
It's the LONER.INC. General with the ambiance
Stepped in with no entourage, just a couple broads
On my left is a young lookin' Christina Milian
On my right is the Nina, body banging features (Boom boom boooom)
Fly God Manners, bars full of aether
Y'all beat around the bush, me? I blaze it
Then blow the f*ckin' smoke in your favorite rapper faces
College Dropout, f*ck a day class
Now the driveway full of G's and the A Class (Uh)
I'm honor roll, n*gga, you ain't sh*ttin' me
See, I really need the money, I ain't tryna be famous
Body on the floor and it shall remain nameless
You standing by your man, huh?
Them bullets is contagious
This in your top five
This my f*ckin' dinner plate, b*tch
What?
[Instrumental Outro]