Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Uh
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Hold up
You my brother, kept it real
Like no other
Real hustler
Got the muscle and my nigga steady mobbin
3 Years ago we made a promise
Imma keep it up, I promise
Damn I miss my nigga
Pressings shirts and cutting vinyl
Juice
You been flying like a pilot
Lost ya moms I felt that shit
I tried to help by giving blood
You hit my line like thank you blood
I got you
I know you chillin in the clouds
Spitting rhymes and smoking loud
I can only wish the best for you
And i'm goin try my f*cking best
Make sure the family happy
Fly land
Jet planes would've been a classic
Smoking doobies with ma nigga
Switching gears in traffic
Only the Lord knows
Only heart my knows
I was In the stu I got the news
I started crying
How I'm feeling
Know this song won't bring you back
But I had to make a track
Coz you I know you love the rap
You ma nigga now you gone
He ain't never coming back
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Uh
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Moment of silence for my dawg Juice
Real nigga never had to give y'all proof
Long live Lugg, life's short
That's the harsh truth
Fly land forever, me go rep it til me pass too
My dawg gone too soon
Yuh boy your mommy just passed and now we lost you too
They talking bout white man on black man
While family a stab fam
Love each other first, they got us all too fooled
We had songs
We had plans for action wish my dawg had more options
Anytime the boy spit, a fire, no gas tank
We got just a fraction but the boy bars constant
One of the hardest spitters off of the island repping fly land
For my fallen soldier I stand
Brothers from the streets of Potters
Dawg you were my fam
Through this music
I'm goin' keep you alive don
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Uh
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Keez Jetski - Flyland (feat. Kannon Makal) Lyrics
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Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Uh
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Hold up
You my brother, kept it real
Like no other
Real hustler
Got the muscle and my nigga steady mobbin
3 Years ago we made a promise
Imma keep it up, I promise
Damn I miss my nigga
Pressings shirts and cutting vinyl
Juice
You been flying like a pilot
Lost ya moms I felt that shit
I tried to help by giving blood
You hit my line like thank you blood
I got you
I know you chillin in the clouds
Spitting rhymes and smoking loud
I can only wish the best for you
And i'm goin try my f*cking best
Make sure the family happy
Fly land
Jet planes would've been a classic
Smoking doobies with ma nigga
Switching gears in traffic
Only the Lord knows
Only heart my knows
I was In the stu I got the news
I started crying
How I'm feeling
Know this song won't bring you back
But I had to make a track
Coz you I know you love the rap
You ma nigga now you gone
He ain't never coming back
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Uh
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Moment of silence for my dawg Juice
Real nigga never had to give y'all proof
Long live Lugg, life's short
That's the harsh truth
Fly land forever, me go rep it til me pass too
My dawg gone too soon
Yuh boy your mommy just passed and now we lost you too
They talking bout white man on black man
While family a stab fam
Love each other first, they got us all too fooled
We had songs
We had plans for action wish my dawg had more options
Anytime the boy spit, a fire, no gas tank
We got just a fraction but the boy bars constant
One of the hardest spitters off of the island repping fly land
For my fallen soldier I stand
Brothers from the streets of Potters
Dawg you were my fam
Through this music
I'm goin' keep you alive don
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Uh
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Uh
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Hold up
You my brother, kept it real
Like no other
Real hustler
Got the muscle and my nigga steady mobbin
3 Years ago we made a promise
Imma keep it up, I promise
Damn I miss my nigga
Pressings shirts and cutting vinyl
Juice
You been flying like a pilot
Lost ya moms I felt that shit
I tried to help by giving blood
You hit my line like thank you blood
I got you
I know you chillin in the clouds
Spitting rhymes and smoking loud
I can only wish the best for you
And i'm goin try my f*cking best
Make sure the family happy
Fly land
Jet planes would've been a classic
Smoking doobies with ma nigga
Switching gears in traffic
Only the Lord knows
Only heart my knows
I was In the stu I got the news
I started crying
How I'm feeling
Know this song won't bring you back
But I had to make a track
Coz you I know you love the rap
You ma nigga now you gone
He ain't never coming back
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Uh
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Moment of silence for my dawg Juice
Real nigga never had to give y'all proof
Long live Lugg, life's short
That's the harsh truth
Fly land forever, me go rep it til me pass too
My dawg gone too soon
Yuh boy your mommy just passed and now we lost you too
They talking bout white man on black man
While family a stab fam
Love each other first, they got us all too fooled
We had songs
We had plans for action wish my dawg had more options
Anytime the boy spit, a fire, no gas tank
We got just a fraction but the boy bars constant
One of the hardest spitters off of the island repping fly land
For my fallen soldier I stand
Brothers from the streets of Potters
Dawg you were my fam
Through this music
I'm goin' keep you alive don
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Uh
Fly land
That's the gang
RIP to juice
The good die young
If you looking for the truth
Know you happy in the skies
Know you with ya mama now
You ma nigga, we be chilling
Smoking, doing freestyles
Writer: Kasey Wendrick, Kemal Southwell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Keez Jetski
Language: English
Length: 3:26
Written by: Kasey Wendrick, Kemal Southwell