Rocky Diamonds, Fly Henderson - Live.Love.Fly lyrics

Now as my mind argues about what
I'm about to rap about
Hm, I guess the world thinks I'm tapping out
But I only just began
Got the ambition of a man thats
Been druggen through the sand
Outta California land without a
Penny in his hand
Imagine a sample of yo dream comes alive
Just to find out the girl who sponsored
The whole thing lives a lie
Getting back inside that plane only
Made me more fly when I get back to my city
I'm gon' bring that bitch alive
But they was there, sleeping on the kid
They know that I'm the shit
That's why I got 'em pissed
They wanna use my buzz so they
Can boost a few hit's
That's why I got my niggas
I don't need you, bitch
Ha, welcome to the Cool Club
Fuck yo dressing room, I designed this, bruh
Built my own lane, now I can finally roam
If I'm a start any way out, I gotta be home
Living in these streets
Tryna put Twin Cities on look

Two kids, one dream
Now you gone but the movie's
Still on the first scene
And we ain't even get to pop Cristal
Or ride through the hood with
The top let down
The life that you left, I promise to carry on
We created a flight and our
Fight was to carry on
Damn, and our Mary was always strong
You was gon' marry Precious
You told me over the phone
And I told you keep it G
I had you no matter what
We discussed so much over
Blunts and double-cups
Now I gotta double-up and I
Know that you looking down
A king throw and a towel
They need that to wipe us down hold up
Yeah

Live, love fly i keep asking myself, why?
Trying my hardest not to cry
But I was born when you died live, love, fly
Trying my hardest not to cry
I keep asking myself, why?

Damn
And that's the realest shit I ever wrote
And for you bro, I'll forever smoke
And get high til I'm with you
I just hate you had to be gone
For the world to miss you
Same name, we shared the same pain
Every night, plotting on the same gain
I remember you followed me to the studio
We found a bag of reggie
Niggas thought we had an O
Now I'm like, "no!" uh, damn

We love the fame but we respected the drought
You was my nigga, no need to count damn
We love the fame, but we- yeah

Yeah, uh
We love the fame, but we love the drought
We never had nothing, or a doubt
You was my only nigga, no need to count
We had to look in just to make it out
Now I'm flying like Michael
I'll continue to be ya biggest idol
They can't knock the hustle
Success ain't shit without
The motherfucking struggle fly

Live, love fly i keep asking myself, why?
Trying my hardest not to cry
But I was born when you died live, love, fly

Yeah
Damn, we was once two bros of the same kind
Quick to holler at a ho with the same line
I remember us fucking bitches
At the same time
And going to school and bragging
In the lunch line diamonds are forever
But forever ain't enough
I just need more time, I just need more us
Jordan and Scottie, Yeezy and Hov
I gave you my life, you gave me your soul
Damn, and I been asking God "Why?"
Like, "Why Fly?"

But then I realized that heaven is so high
My angel was by my side
As I searched for answers
You kept asking me questions
We had no direction
But we seen it as a blessing
I was in the A, you was in Vegas
Don't know how to take this
I just keep playing your playlist yeah
Your energy was past innocent
We the same person, Marckus Henderson
Ah, roll up, man