Franky Deluxe, Ca$his - AirBorn Lyrics

I keep on moving in silence
Its like I hang with the deaf
On this plane I keep rising
Wonder what world we in
They looking up where the sky is
I Wave down to my friends
I spoke with the pilot
We gonna do it again
Flyest in yo city
I aint even out of Philly
Been a dog I sit pretty
Let me jog yo memory
Didn't wanna ride
So in minimized
And crucified
All these useless rhyme
Came to change they mind
Its been taken time
To make a dime
I aint pretty
Only taking real ones with me
Down so many times
I lost count
Throwing out my bank account
I aint got paper now
But the paper round
Like a Farris wheel
They skip out like Farris buler
Didn't know what I had a lot to lose
I said Id do it I always tell the truth
Pinokkio dressed in white and blue
I keep on moving in silence
Its like I hang with the deaf
On this plane I keep rising
Wonder what world we in
They looking up where the sky is
I wave down to my friends
I spoke with the pilot
We gonna do it again
Up in the sky high in a no fly zone
Im a fly guy with a colt four five
And im gonna ride
Remember me popping back in high school serving
Still that guy
Get em
Four chains a ring bussing
I was just a young boy eleven years hustling
You got big talk dont do nothing
My yit aint rip I aint Made a few hundred
Thow hater how you like me now
God got the wheel turnt up show out
I go up but my gs stay down
Pay a studio bill worth and oc house
You aint real and I came back down
Bitch you rather be broke I aint with that crowd
La do anything for clout
I keep putting blue cheese in my account
I keep on moving in silence
Its like I hang with the deaf
On this plane I keep rising
Wonder what world we in
They looking up where the sky is
I Wave down to my friends
I spoke with the pilot
We gonna do it again

I keep on moving in silence
Its like I hang with the deaf
On this plane I keep rising
Wonder what world we in
They looking up where the sky is
I Wave down to my friends
I spoke with the pilot
We gonna do it again
Flyest in yo city
I aint even out of Philly
Been a dog I sit pretty
Let me jog yo memory
Didn't wanna ride
So in minimized
And crucified
All these useless rhyme
Came to change they mind
Its been taken time
To make a dime
I aint pretty
Only taking real ones with me
Down so many times
I lost count
Throwing out my bank account
I aint got paper now
But the paper round
Like a Farris wheel
They skip out like Farris buler
Didn't know what I had a lot to lose
I said Id do it I always tell the truth
Pinokkio dressed in white and blue
I keep on moving in silence
Its like I hang with the deaf
On this plane I keep rising
Wonder what world we in
They looking up where the sky is
I wave down to my friends
I spoke with the pilot
We gonna do it again
Up in the sky high in a no fly zone
Im a fly guy with a colt four five
And im gonna ride
Remember me popping back in high school serving
Still that guy
Get em
Four chains a ring bussing
I was just a young boy eleven years hustling
You got big talk dont do nothing
My yit aint rip I aint Made a few hundred
Thow hater how you like me now
God got the wheel turnt up show out
I go up but my gs stay down
Pay a studio bill worth and oc house
You aint real and I came back down
Bitch you rather be broke I aint with that crowd
La do anything for clout
I keep putting blue cheese in my account
I keep on moving in silence
Its like I hang with the deaf
On this plane I keep rising
Wonder what world we in
They looking up where the sky is
I Wave down to my friends
I spoke with the pilot
We gonna do it again