Lyrics:
wasn't late
I need a window by where I'm sitting
I'm so high up in the sky
And I don't even know where I'm headed
Spent 3 hours at the airport wishing
stepping for somebody else
Came up to you
So I approached you on the wall
I Started off by saying beautiful
And then I saw
That you already had a man
could get any nigga maxed out
So I'm up early in the morning, eyes open wide
Up early in the morning, take a peak outside
Yea early in the Marley, 3 Birds
grow up the same way
Cause your seeds grow up the same way
Cause your seeds grow up the same way
Y'all bitches love dances, and pulling down your
already here
Waiting for something but for what it's not clear
Running and running but I'm never scared
You better Pick me up x3
If I fall down
I'm
motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky on the radio 'cause Stevie know I
a three day run, bitch
Take them motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin' (by)
That's why I'm with you to this day, boo, no frontin'
Even when the skies
Can't Explain It
I Can't Obtain It
Jesus Your Love Is So,
It's So Amazing
It Gets Me High, Up To The Sky And When
I Think About Your Goodness It Makes Me
Love Is So,
It's So Amazing
It Gets Me High, Up To The Sky And When
I Think About Your Goodness It Makes Me Want To
Stomp
Makes Me Clap My Hands
Makes Me
Come And
Turn My Life Around
I Can't Explain It
I Can't Obtain It
Jesus Your Love Is So,
It's So Amazing
It Gets Me High, Up To The Sky And When
I Think
Smooth as cup of Caffeine
Chapters got snatched up by Napster
Jimmy Caster
Use to get wasted away like Jimmy Buffet
And I'm dam sure
It wasn't cool
This sh*t slap, play it loud
Amp the volume crank that sound
Isolate from head to ground
Shake the room like up and down
Up and down up
I'm painting the sky
Painting the sky
I'm painting the sky
Between you and I, I feel so alive
Painting the sky
Every time I leave you wanna fight
career's blowing up
Going up, holding up, and your's is (going down)
Slowly but surely, so coked to the shorty's
Caught by the boys, the judge says your
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road run by
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road run by
Walk up in the house party high as a kite
Drop 3 or 4 shots now I'm feeling alright
Head straight out back so I hit that grav bong
Shorty over by
of the great
magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon
the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an
unexplained lone beacon far below the miles
gray skies
I'm holding on as a tight as I can
The monotony never seems to end
Every day feels the same
Every day I think about the place I'd rather
skies
I'm holding on as a tight as I can
The monotony never seems to end
Every day feels the same
Every day I think about the place I'd rather be than
out of them three niggas we bodied
Was one of them Guyanese niggas who buy drinks up for the party
He was the nigga to flood the table with champagnes
By the shore
I’m holding on
Diving in
Into my emotions
Hear me cry
Tears are falling from the sky
Don’t give in
Some time we’ll get up and fly
When
the people I grow up around
I know to grow and get to know the town up and down
But there's no instructions, so many directions
A lot of crooks look to get
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