Lil Baby – No Fly Zone Lyrics

No Fly Zone

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"No Fly Zone." - Lil Baby

Thursday, 17 September 2026, 11:41 am

Album: It's Only Me

Track No: 22

Wonderin' why I do so much, I love her
Tryna make sure my whole family stay above water
If you fall, I fall, I'm not the type of guy that say I did my part
Lookin' back on everything I did, I'm like I'm blessed beyond
I gotta get rich for my kids, I'm on my second son
I done did the bid when 90% of **** ain't comin' home
Until all my hitters get out the system, they goin' in every song
I done ran up digits, real million off a camera phone
Now I run the charts, I'm goin' hard damn near on every song
Try my best to help my people out, they try to do me wrong
I don't hold grudges, I get money
I won't budge and I won't comment
Seen the way you played it, that shit raw, it made my stomach burn
Grandma told me long as I keep livin', then one day I'll learn
I got in that mode, couldn't wait no longer, I had to take a turn
My grandad call me preacher man
My verses hit people like sermons
I was in the streets, but every week, I went to Sunday service
Pay my tithes and pray God watch my back and then I'm back to servin'
I'ma need for you to be near as possible, if nobody's perfect
And I'ma do whatever I can do to help you, if you worth it
But freaks don't get flooded and hoes don't get purses
You get whatever, if I get your mercy
I'll give you drip, long as you don't get thirsty
I'll give you cars, one account, we can merge 'em
Give you a line just to call when it's urgent
Shit wet, go so deep, it feel like we surfin'
Find your location, I don't need your service
I stay on my job, I got this far from workin'
Too fresh to search me and she up ten Birkins
Shit could be worse
Don't do all that, dog, I had that shit first
Atlanta my playground, and the whole world is my turf
Feelin' like I was cursed
Came home and I ran it up, now they don't know what I'm worth
I been gettin' so high
I can't even lie, like I don't know why
If we catch 'em, we gon' flip 'em, this a no fly zone
Had to play the cross, 'cause I had Chrome Hearts on (Yeah, yeah)
Scared to give it all to 'em, so I guess that I'm teasin'
I don't sweat, I'm goin' hard for it, no one said it was easy
On a private jet in Wyomin', I was chillin' with Yeezy
In a stolen car in ninth grade, we had lost Lil' Breezy
I ain't got no credit still, long as I'm gettin' money, I probably never will
Ain't no sense in puttin' myself in debt, when I keep gettin' these checks
I had to realize that I'm the catch, I can't be havin' sex wit anyone
Sometimes I get side-tracked and it's easy when so many come
They never have nothin' to give but always screamin', "Give me some"
I'm tryna be rich forreal, do whatever to get it up
I done lost it all before, I had to make 'em give it up
Glad I got to switch it up, my business up
I just hit my shorty on a text like, "Want a Bentley truck?"
And it wasn't even no occasion, tellin' lies about me on the internet, that shit be crazy
You forget that you didn't get the Range, 'cause you was actin' lazy
But you ain't tell 'em that
All the blogs be actin' shady
I ain't feelin' that
Never not gon' take care of my kids and never be a rat
You know what's the motto
You don't like it, you can bring it back
We was in the trenches, gettin' a lot of racks, no cap
Shit could be worse
Don't do all that, dog, I had that shit first
Atlanta my playground, and the whole world is my turf
Feelin' like I was cursed
Came home and I ran it up, now they don't know what I'm worth
I been gettin' so high
I can't even lie, like I don't know why
If we catch 'em, we gon' flip 'em, this a no fly zone
Had to play the cross, 'cause I had Chrome Hearts on
Shit could be worse
Don't do all that, dog, I had that shit first
Atlanta my playground, and the whole world is my turf
Feelin' like I was cursed
Came home and I ran it up, now they don't know what I'm worth
I been gettin' so high
I can't even lie, like I don't know why
If we catch 'em, we gon' flip 'em, this a no fly zone
Had to play the cross, 'cause I had Chrome Hearts on (Yeah, yeah)

Writer(s): Chidi Osondu, Dominique' Jones, Kevin Gomringer & Tim Gomringer.

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