Stayed fly

You, we stayed fly,
Like the bikes we glide.
Shook hands with made up raps.
Witty with words,
So we made up raps,
Whenever I needed a helping hand
Always knew I had a helping friend.
And it was vice vice
Now you gone,
I’m still here and so hurt;
And to move on without you
Is gonna hurt,
In deep thought, I shed tears
Of past years;
Now years just passed,
And though my tear I crack
A smile from when I seen you last
Nice bikes,
Ride fast with bright lights,
Through the struggle, with each other
Hard times don’t last,
Some think it’s sad how we brag,
Sometimes we do it to laugh,
Like, you know, we stayed fly.


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