Birds Fly High LIONAIRE (Ft. 2Scratch)

[Intro: LIONAIRE]
Yeah
First we pray and then we go around

[Chorus: LIONAIRE]
I'm locked up, they won't let me out
No matter where I go, they won't let me out
Im locked up, they won't let me out
They won't let me out (No)
I'm locked up
I got love for the motherfuckin streets
I got love for my dead homies
Keep it gangster 'till I die homie
Keep it gangster 'till I die homie

[Verse 1: LIONAIRE]
I got love for the motherfuckin' streets
Blood in the streets, nigga can't breathe
We got on that thang, nigga pop it and I draw
Niggas actin' like they wit' it but they chea-eat
Hell was goin on, we had nowhere to be
I'ma ride with the pole nigga drill shit
I'ma shoot a nigga dead if he speak
I'ma ride with a pole, nigga heat
Hell was goin' on? Hell was goin' on?
I had nobody but myself, nigga wrong
Nigga, yeah we wrong
Nigga, I was wrong
Now I made myself right nigga I was wrong
Do it all for the fam, keep it money now
I was in the back makin' sound
I don't wanna hurt you no more
Just another day, makin' rounds
Just another day makin' sound
Never leave me 'lone, never leave me 'lone
Where are you goin', where are you goin'?
Where are you goin'?
Bitch, I'm makin classics in the town
Bitch, I'm makin classics in the town
Bitch, I'm makin classics in the town
Bitch, I'm makin classics in the town