story has to end If you need to find a way back feel you're on the wrong track give it time you'll learn to fly Tomorrow is a new day and you will
has to end And if you need to find a way back Feel you?re on the wrong track Give it time You?ll learn to fly Tomorrow is a new day And you will find
Traduction: A1. Learn To Fly.
1:] I rest my hand across your lips Feel your breath by my fingertips No longer can I delay what is right But this love it wont give up without a fight
court I'ma just settle, fly back to them Cayman Isle resorts You better sign a pre-nup You catch me instead of 'it wasn't me' I'm gonna say 'where you get a
indeed I decree I'm forming a new alliance Oppose the one poisoning the minds They lying I am only a fighter In the form of a writer In the form of a
a new alliance oppose the one poisoning the minds they lying I am only a fighter in the form of a writer in the form of a poet potency in the mic I blank
a new alliance Oppose the one poisoning the minds They lying I am only a fighter In the form of a writer In the form of a poet Potency in the mic I blank
[Verse 1] I was stained, with a role, in a day not my own But as you walked into my life you showed what needed to be shown And I always knew, what
hit your town Catching Feelings [Verse 2: Napolean] Yeah, Napolean. Picture me sipping on 1-5-1 Drunk then a motherfucker Dropping my gun Or as high as a
son done became a man. Watchin time fly. I love my people do or die. But I wonder why we scared to let each other fly. June 1-6 7-1 The day mama pushed
: E.D.I.] You'se a B-writer a 'Pac style taker I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothin' but a faker Softer than Alize with a chaser 'bout to get murdered
'll never get our day Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shape Cause they all broke. and why do ghetto birds die Before we learn to fly, some
heard your kinda nice (what's yours now it's that slow??) Take the time, learn the ways then we can roll Have you ever met a girl that knows her thang Lookin' kinda fly
Rowin', ruger on my lap, rubber grip on the handle Stunt I'll have ya homies burn a rest in peace candle As wise men speak, I listen and learn A man dies, a
Still the one I do this 4 I'm trying to make a 3 From that 2 He still the 1 There's ups and downs in this love Got a lot to learn and it's love Through
back to the block, now he's gone [Lay] Now I got a little money in my pocket, about a couple G's [Lay] It's been a long time since I got it from the streets
