"SKY" lyrics
Who ride with ya and who'd stay? (Who'd stay?)
Who'd die for ya and who'd wait? (Who'd wait?)
Bullets fly, steady kicking, Bruce Wayne
.45 on my side for a pussy, move weight
Boy, I promise I won't lie to ya, I'm getting paper (Paper)
Noose tied, but my time is never wasted
Heard you wanna get by, ain't no way
If you push up on me boy, I let the choppa get a plate
I smoke the blunt, I'm gettin' high, lil' boy, I'm fired up
Its a hard life, but bitch, I promise that ain't mine
I'm steppin' over money like I'm workin' over time, bruh
Wake up, count it up, and feel the sun up in my eyes
Watch the smoke up in the sky (Sky, sky)
Bitch, I'm livid
Tote fire incase a motherfucker trippin'
Bitch, I'm in the ride, slide by with a semi
Know my lifestyle, it be gettin' to my mental
Something in this tree got my memory slippin'
40 OZ's in the bag, and I flip it
If you want war, bullets fly any second
Pocket watchin', bitch, like every year I get a million, bitch
Yeah, lil' bitch I'm gassed up
Passed out off them drugs
I done took the fast route
Bi-bitch, I'm in your city
Count it up, I'm thumbin' fifties
Up and stuck, this shit get shifty
Watch this drum, knock back, get lifted, lift 'em
Dizzy, spinnin', pitty drivin'
Jeans, 2K, don't fit me (Fit me)
Whatever I say, I live it
Fit handmade, this shit ain't thrifted, damn
Who ride with ya and who'd stay? (Who'd stay?)
Who'd die for ya and who'd wait? (Who'd wait?)
Bullets fly, steady kicking, Bruce Wayne
.45 on my side for a pussy, move weight
Boy, I promise I won't lie to ya, I'm getting paper (Paper)
Noose tied, but my time is never wasted
Heard you wanna get by, ain't no way
If you push up on me boy, I let the choppa get a plate
I smoke the blunt, I'm gettin' high, lil' boy, I'm fired up
Its a hard life, but bitch, I promise that ain't mine
I'm steppin' over money like I'm workin' over time, bruh
Wake up, count it up, and feel the sun up in my eyes
Watch the smoke up in the sky (Sky, sky)
Who'd die for ya and who'd wait? (Who'd wait?)
Bullets fly, steady kicking, Bruce Wayne
.45 on my side for a pussy, move weight
Boy, I promise I won't lie to ya, I'm getting paper (Paper)
Noose tied, but my time is never wasted
Heard you wanna get by, ain't no way
If you push up on me boy, I let the choppa get a plate
I smoke the blunt, I'm gettin' high, lil' boy, I'm fired up
Its a hard life, but bitch, I promise that ain't mine
I'm steppin' over money like I'm workin' over time, bruh
Wake up, count it up, and feel the sun up in my eyes
Watch the smoke up in the sky (Sky, sky)
Bitch, I'm livid
Tote fire incase a motherfucker trippin'
Bitch, I'm in the ride, slide by with a semi
Know my lifestyle, it be gettin' to my mental
Something in this tree got my memory slippin'
40 OZ's in the bag, and I flip it
If you want war, bullets fly any second
Pocket watchin', bitch, like every year I get a million, bitch
Yeah, lil' bitch I'm gassed up
Passed out off them drugs
I done took the fast route
Bi-bitch, I'm in your city
Count it up, I'm thumbin' fifties
Up and stuck, this shit get shifty
Watch this drum, knock back, get lifted, lift 'em
Dizzy, spinnin', pitty drivin'
Jeans, 2K, don't fit me (Fit me)
Whatever I say, I live it
Fit handmade, this shit ain't thrifted, damn
Who ride with ya and who'd stay? (Who'd stay?)
Who'd die for ya and who'd wait? (Who'd wait?)
Bullets fly, steady kicking, Bruce Wayne
.45 on my side for a pussy, move weight
Boy, I promise I won't lie to ya, I'm getting paper (Paper)
Noose tied, but my time is never wasted
Heard you wanna get by, ain't no way
If you push up on me boy, I let the choppa get a plate
I smoke the blunt, I'm gettin' high, lil' boy, I'm fired up
Its a hard life, but bitch, I promise that ain't mine
I'm steppin' over money like I'm workin' over time, bruh
Wake up, count it up, and feel the sun up in my eyes
Watch the smoke up in the sky (Sky, sky)
Writer(s): Nathan Fuller
