Kites -

We can fly

You and I

Can be so fly

Why oh why

Do you wanna ball

For a guy

That don’t love you at all?

I wanna be

Lovin' to

Smoke it, brew

Soaked it, you

Hooked, it’s true

I don’t give a net thing

For I hit hurt you

Young boy look at me with an escrow cut

Like Sunday school walk is all puttin' in work

Four years old, start set to a hundred

Got ten in my pocket and I’m feelin' like what?

Shoulda found out why girls saw boys

And boys saw girls 'cause that’s not a bad thing

Do you like your private funded candy coated ring?

It’s a poor mother’s daughter, gotta make her heart sing

So she hates you wait, call, see you

And you just got creepy for the first time

The first but certainly not the worst time

Go walk a dirt line

The chills that crawl through the spine

When you walk off the house like a certain hour

Or wait till the bedroom lights are out

You’re the key for all her dreamtime

The phone I put our voices

And they know that it’s you, boy

It’s been two years

You bended, twisted like a chew toy

You get your first

I’ll shoot with more bass in it

And your pizza face brace face

Car get kisses in it

Mr. Shy and insignificant

Smack talkin' insecure

Assured, overconfident

For in your mind still moonwalkers

Slowly comes around and you’re mackin' again

Because growth spurts and street smarts are back in again

I’m rackin' 'em in, lovin' letters

Stackin' 'em in, jackin' the day, I’m pattin' the pay

To stay letter better to win

Even if you’re just fake, at least you’re not the one touchin' the dick

A track gold digger’s trackin' the kids

She put cherry lip gloss on the back of her wrists

And I’m intoxicated, TG be tryin' to grab the bitch

Well my weekend oh, well I’m takin' a piss

We can fly

You and I

Can be so fly

Why oh why

Do you wanna ball

For a guy

That don’t love you at all?

I wanna be

Lovin' to

Smoke it, brew

Soaked it, you

Hooked, it’s true

I don’t give a net thing

For I hit hurt you

I met a girl in the dance by the name of Irene

She complained that she sirene

'Bout how her man treats her, how he got no timing

How he never compliments her even when she shining

Pretty little

Gotta weave in so the other half

Ni how you do girl, I don’t mean to be rude girl

But you shoulda gone to school if you gonna act like a schoolgirl

Said, loose get loose, you 'bout to waste your youth, girl

I look at you pretty like a freshest prune

She screamed at me, she said «You callin' me a devil?»

I said «Forget that, back to the point that I was on

'Bout you be too beautiful to be this miserable

Finding the outfit is goddamn criminal

Not another syllable, a kiss just to seal the deal, girl

I wanna make your happiness real, girl!

We can fly

You and I

Can be so fly

Why oh why

Do you wanna ball

For a guy

That don’t love you at all?

We can fly

We can fly

We can fly

We can fly

We can fly

We can fly

He don’t love you at all

He don’t love you at all

Why oh why

Do you wanna ball

For a guy

That don’t love you at all?

Don’t love you at all?

(Don't love you at all?)

Do you wanna ball

For a guy

That don’t love you at all?

He don’t love you at all?

Don’t love you at all?

Why oh why

Do you wanna ball

(Don't love you at all?)

For a guy

That don’t love you at all?

I wanna be

with you

(Don't love you at all?)