Lyrics:
bitch
Blue and white keep coming
But they swing and miss
We came along way
From the beginning
The way it feels
It really got me thinking
This is where
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
fell from blue skies, fought through
desert storms
I froze in firefights and killed someone,
That had a father who loved him just
like mine
Who believed
Acquired, info of a spot, conspired how to not
Get caught by the cops, we pull up and park
At chucks then we walk down, mix white with brown
This the first
When the sun was shining in the big, blue sky
I saw an angel, just passing by
He was dressed in rainbows, with clouds for eyes
He's everything you
I'm fresh, pressed at the seams
You don't know all that I've been through
Still gonna shine if the sky ain't blue
I'm gon' shine
Whether win on or lose
To those tryin' to pull me down,
I was born to be fly I don't like the ground, so don't tell me stay grounded,
I'm good in my town,
And when I was blue
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
Leave your phone, come along, find a song we can ride to
Anything we can rise through
It don’t matter if the clouds hang low or the sky’s blue
So meet me
you?
Leave your phone, come along, find a song we can ride to
cnything we can rise through
It don't matter if the clouds hang low or the sky's blue
So
I remember sky
It was blue as ink
Or at least I think I remember sky
I remember snow
Soft as feathers, sharp as thumb tacks coming down like lint
Red light, red shirt, red skin, red dirt
Blue bills, blue sky, blue feels, blue fire
Picking sides, is that what doing
Is anything black and white
Jekyll & Mr Hyde, remind me, remind me
Nineteen eithy two, Mercedes Blues and the rumbling sputter
Of a diesel engine and the gooseflesh returns
Isn't
line of the highway sails under my wheels
A northern Texas thunderstorm in Pampa
Red stones and blue skies in the canyonlands
The signs of bars
under pressure
Counter offense, counter defense
For these ops, keep counter measures
By my side
21 savage, leave this knife
Between y'all eyes
Most niggas
feather fell down from the sky
White feather carry me home
White feather carry me home
White feather in the sky
White feather mid July
Orange pink
Mm-Mmmmm-Mm-Mmmmm
Mm-Mmmmm-Mmmmm
Mm-Mmmmm-Mmmmm
Mm-Mmmmm-Mmmmm
The under privileged getting murdered by the over privileged
We have as much of life
work? Shit Ima take your job
Take your job
Yeah And I’m only here
By the grace of God
(Bucks):
Under the same damn sky
Howling at the moooooooon
people
Bedtime stories
Morning glory
Blue sky and the perfect life for you and me
White bread, black tie
Big boys don't cry
Ah ah ah, ah, ah
Put
till our dreams run dry?
Don't know but we're stayin'
On our knees we raise our eyes
Holdin' on and prayin' to find
One blue sky
Mrs. Wilson sits
When it's midnight on the meadow
And the cats are in the shed
And the river tells a story
At the window by my bed
If you listen very closely
Be
When it's midnight on the meadow
And the cats are in the shed
And the river tells a story
At the window by my bed
If you listen very closely
Be
Dreaming of sunny California
Where the sky is so blue
Dreaming of sunny California
Cause I got the winter solstice blues
I want to be where the air
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