Look Up To The Sky ft. Bj The Chicago Kid & P.Blackk
[Jerreau- Verse 1] And I do this for my culture All my single mothers pushing strollers Keep pushing Don’t let that man hold you up It’s a war going on Get your arms up Don’t surrender Read more books They want to kill us They want to spit on us Only in America I’m more liberal than conservative I’m old-fashioned in that vintage low Sip Rossis spit finished flows Ask these girls if you don’t know I don’t ask and she don’t probe Keep this on that need to know That bottle service and that car service Both get me where I need to go Money come and go Bankreau here to stay I'ma star give me space At attention if these girls about face Got a date with destiny I’m about an hour late Before we build I gotta lay the pipe That’s my devil’s talk and I’m angel right A sin is a sin is a sin Don’t judge me I gotta wings and horns for men I got expensive tastes I need Ferraris on my plate My motto only date models I need this icing and cake Wait, you see this bape This supreme, original fate Y’all washed up I ain’t showered in days I live beyond my means I gotta get paid I got vision like a running back I been around like cul-de-sac I’m drinking jack I don’t owe you jack Keep moving like folks in a Cadillac I feel alone even when I’m not Right now I’m in a fish bowl Everybody watch Will you hold me down Or will you hold me up Will you have my back or will you front
[BJ the Chicago Kid- Hook] When I look up to the sky I know that I’m the one To do everything that you can’t do And can’t be done (x2) Yeah
[Iyeball- Verse 2] Lost a couple cases Have police in my Facebook I swear that’s not what make me You can try hard but you can’t replace me Taste the finer things in life That’s just how my day to day be My night to night get crazy Nigga I be where they pay me Take them sparklers out my bottles We pop them ‘til tomorrow We got stories and mimosas And plan out our tomorrow Get this money the models So tomorrow’s always sunny If it’s not I’ma just jump on this plane And go wherever I wanna be I’m trying to see the world before I die This my chance so I’m gone try This my lane so watch me drive This my plane so I’m gone fly I’m the truth I tell no lies So tomorrow is goodbye I’m gone hop back on this grind I’m after watches that you buy This not just for telling time Tell them niggas it’s my time So don’t act like you know me I been clocked in on this OT Putting in work for my whole team Pay me what you owe me Don’t talk about it just show me Nigga that’s money every time my phone rings
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[P. Blackk- Verse 3] Ay ay I got my mind on my money When I’m clocking dough I kill that show then I’m adios I’m walking that talk That you talking about Got a nigga feeling like The man in the town The niggas that was lost Understanding me now Y’all use to hate but you fanning me now Girls that I knew in the past looking past Looking back Even when they’re man be around And that’s why I gotta be that nigga That nigga that you tryna be man Before I take off this year Y’all niggas better start blogging me And you better acknowledge me Damn fan when gonna not write me On two dope boys The L-roots post I’ma star so someone gotta spotlight me Niggas not like me and that’s not right I’m the only nice nigga that’s not hyped I’m the ill nigga that’s not hyped I’m the only real nigga that’s not hyped Talking money I can show you what that’s not like I ain’t got nothing I just got mics And the heart of a lion And the might of a giant And these tracks like Tina That I treat like Ike Nigga uh Jamming on the one I gotta be the one Look directly in the sun You might go blind And I’m finna run The game in a month And that’s when I woke up One