This is just the way it's meant to be Sail away, sail away They're flying, they're styling, the President is smiling, We're loosin', it's confusin', we're beggin', they're refusin' Can't replace it, erase it, come back to hell and face it Without lying,

Victim of love, victim of love You said you'd never fake it You swore we'd always make it last And it sounded so real And I fell into your love trap Lying, yes, I was the perfect fool I believed every word And it never occurred to me Is this a game are

Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry Two jumps in a week I bet you think that's pretty clever, don't you boy? Flying on your motorcycle Watching all the ground beneath you drop Kill yourself for recognition Kill yourself to never ever stop You broke

Let me put my love into you, babe Let me put my love on the line Let me cut your cake with my knife Don't you struggle Don't you fight Don't you worry 'Cause it's your turn tonight Flying on a free flight Driving all night

I need tints (windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) I can't be flying down that 110 with a bad bitch in my whip And it's no good for me, it's so good for them I got way too much to lose, so roll your window up real quick They won't see

For a long teenage goodbye Take me anywhere the wind blows No use crying, we're not thinking 'bout tomorrow We drug out those summer nights So let's go flying It was the start of the summer and the days were getting hotter, yeah 18 was just around the

But I say 'fore we go to the land down below If I tell you I love you, I'm lying There are so many things I could say, my love Make you trip, so your lips would be mine There are so many things I could do, my love To convince you my love is divine There

But once again these tears always win These eyes put up a fight Say now baby girl you're better off That's what I'm telling myself (over and over) But I'm lying to myself 'Cause these lips are missin' you (Missin' you) 'Cause these lips ain't kissin' you

Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free I am sailing 'Cross the sea Stormy waters To be near you, I am flying, Can you hear me, can you hear me

Money, hoes, cars and clothes, that's how all my niggas know Blowin dro, 24s, that's how all my niggas roll In a drop top chevy with the roof wide open My partners looking at me to see if my eyes open Cause I've been drank, and I've been smoke Flying