Lyrics:
Pull up in the 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2
I don't fuck with Don orange, purple, red, green, blue
I went from the bando to counting bands bands ooh
Club lights
myself or someone else
Oh well
It's all blue skies in my head
It's all blue skies in my head
The days pass me by
Yeah I just can't find the silence
out in the green and a look up to blue skies
A place out in the green and a look up to blue skies
So here we are again on this foolish playground earth
toting guns on guns having lots of fun 30Shotz got several
We counting blues no ones me and L.D in traffic and this not a rental
Look do drill then switch
still make my day
I just want to say
That I'm here to stay
This is all for you
Girl you know it's true
When the skies are blue
All I want is you
When
really bussin' a move
'Cah its T-shirt weather said K, and we killing 'em
Ain’t no better, and it’s really got me feelin' em
Got me feeling them Blue skies
Absolution will come at this rate
Clogged up now, no more space
Closing the gate, do not be late
We'll go back, but at what date?
Hit his feelings, blocked by
the water with cheeses, making the money get mold (yeah)
Tryna be like gang, you better go get it in Vogue (yeah)
Put 84's on lanes, I ride by, you think it
slow
For this lady you are carrying
Lord, I hate to see here go
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home
slow
For this lady you are carrying
Lord, I hate to see here go
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home
slow
For this lady you are carrying
Lord, I hate to see here go
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home
slow
For this lady you are carrying
Lord, I hate to see here go
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, lord, by and by
There's a better home
go, people know who we are
A team from outta Queens with the American Dream
So we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven-figure cream
Livin'
Rolling over in the morning light
Thinking of you laying by my side
Keep forgetting I'm away from home
In another hotel on my own
Curse
romance seemed all in vain
The dark clouds are gone and there's blue skies again
Yes Time Changes Everything
The time has passed and I have forgotten
Trailing purple, blue and green
In our skyward smoke screen
In the dark
You and I could go
Dancing on the hill in the dark
Just before the dawn
We'll
The skies haven't felt more blue they been more grey (More grey)
You tell me you'll be better off when flowers bloom in May (In May)
Not sure how
to go
Just seven days 'til she is in my arms again
Seven days still left to swallow
Seven days of tears to cry
We'll cure the day that's filled with
know
Yeah
One step out of trenches, I see open net and I go pew
Pockets blue like Nipsey, I remember when I had no shit
Focus on the grind, I'm tryna
gives a fuck, 'cause I'm going Deep Cover
Yeah, and you don't stop
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don't stop
('Cause it's
gives a fuck, 'cause I'm going Deep Cover
Yeah, and you don't stop
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don't stop
('Cause it's
they are floatin'
And sometimes I get so scared of what I can't understand
But here I am, next to you
The sky's more blue in Malibu
Next to you
7: Eleven
Sitting by the window
Watching all cars go by our house
Watching how the wind blows
Carrying the butterflies across the tree tops
I'm
7:Eleven
Verse1:
Sitting by the window
Watching all cars go by our house
Watching how the wind blows
Carrying the butterflies across the tree tops
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