Lyrics:
Head up in the sky got a fly lil baby my bae
Lookin for the next high lil baby all day
That’s my lil baby flyin lil baby dyin lil baby that my ‘uh’
of frustration.
He's gone away on a long winter's vacation.
I'm walkin' down an empty street while the world is fast asleep.
I wish the sky was blue but I'm always
once and that time it was plenty
I woke up so empty my head was all fuzzy I downed like 3 quarters of codeine, no mo
Now I get high off the game I am
her child
Cuz bare gunshot ah light up d ghetto skies
Him drop the books and pick up Smith and Wesson
Fully dunce with semi automatic weapons
Yuh 3
Clear blue sky, birds chirpin' when they fly by
The easy melody keeps me at ease
Take this feeling and put it on repeat
That's the sound of summertime
the skies babe
[3:10]
Baby this song's for you
Will you be a friend for me when I'm blues
Bring these words to the table,
To enable this story of endless
on by the whole world)
You tie my hands (as a refugee)
What am I suppose to see? (So accept my emotion)
What have I done so bad? (Do not take it
mine right here
My heart so empty but
I
I don't think that I care
Cellophane gang
Monty Python with a chain
Smokin' midrange cuz the music never
Wanna rough it
Well all I see is a fragile man
If I can I'll take you by the hand
I'll try to guide you
But if you ain't listening
Why the fuck should I
Fade away into the sky like Malaysian air liners
I got more bars than a Xanax junkie
Y'all can't see me like a camo Humvee
I make more lines than Black
life
Could you imagine bein' lit up by some hot shells?
Imagine bein' tossed around and put in jail
Imagine life when you can't get from under
Imagine
I'm over here on the east coast
Hit A.C. up, kick back by the ocean
I got dreams of the west coast
Palm trees
Short sleeves
Ridin three wheel motion
[Snoop Dogg]
Greetings loved ones
Let's take a journey
[Katy Perry]
I know a place
Where the grass is really greener
Warm, wet and wild
There
bullets, heater under my cardigan
These type of niggas is known to be poppin' shit
Deep in my thoughts, know who the prophet is
Tryna to take my wealth
So let's take a ride and see what's mine
Singing la la la la.. lala la la [x3]
Oh the passenger
He rides and he rides
He sees things from under
take
No money out from under me
Cause I'm the type of player
Thats gonna run up in your company
Dont trust me, cuz I never sober
Usually I'm gone off for
Cole
Why they always need love?
Take these niggas' sleeve up
Ninety-three, ninety-three, ninety-three, smile
hunted by a killa MC
I never kill biancas with a 36 D
I party wit the bitches on my planet lookin crispy swiftly
makin rappers do 360's
Never knew 3
cliental in the fuckin' street
He said for three g's he hook me up real swell
I told him it was on the bin and I didn't know how I felt
We meet by the old
Without youuuu
There's no me no me
Without you
Nothing seems to fly everything dry how can I go by
Without you
You're the rock that's higher than I
it home and he spoke of Time
He told me any answer is easy to find:
"Just look at the dust under your boots."
Pluck the thorn from your side
Don't sit
sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
This sky, too, is
use your sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
This
Cereal, cereal killer
[Verse Three: Redman]
Yo, yo
I walk on backs like Mr. Bentley,
After p-p-p strips you empty
Gather around, for rapid sound
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