"Blue Skies" lyrics
Blue skies
Nothing but blue skies
Ain't for the clouds, that's all I can tell you (real talk)
Real talk but you really need gotta listen
"NWA" nigga with ambition
Feel like a slave when I am in the in then kitchen
Let me take a trip down memory lane (Come ride with me)
Before I crash I 'am just dwelling on my past
To have my niggas back I swear I give my last
I remember the times when we ain't even have a dime
I "shoot back like vik", give a fuck how much you sold
We can't cook cock like this (Nah)
Cause ya'll boy I got the recipe (you know)
Trap buddy yah I don't need a second speech
Cause I made my self a boss, take a loss fell off
Picked up what I left off, came back with fish scale
You still serving stiffed on remember I was like your pillow
Nigga got slept on (Remember that)
You make it big you gonna lay in it
Now its the kid but I ain't your kid so don't play with me
And take all your loose shots to your cake "empty"
I swear I should have been a Nazi high hate niggas
But "don't hate" nigga shit I pray for
And nigga the shine ima grind like a skate boarder
And just because this shit wide don't mean it could take the water
So to over come what I did in life it gonna take a warrior
Cause I was built for this shit
Niggas they got killed for this shit
Niggas die nigga live for this shit
Niggas fake it till they make it, I 'am too real for this shit
Even though I rap by jewelry and vehicles and shit
Still do this shit for you and me and prisoners and shit
Its about a critical and shit it took a miracle for this (shit)
"Hold up, bring right back"
Mix the trap with the rap and this what you get (Me)
Like air chopper Hella kid extra slick
Finesse king to the extreme its why I take it
Stop all the air hustling like "Tim Duncan" you extra basic
You nigga got tagged out I 'am still running going for extra basis
You nigga cashed out I 'am still popping that elevating
Kept it 100 in every word I ever stated
I talk so many numbers I 'am thinking money investigation
I did so many numbers I think imma calculator
How could a nigga be so smart with a 10 grade education
Dropped out the school and road to the streets and quickly graduated
Graduated with honest, that shit was mash potato's
In other words it was nothing but needed a couple of favors
Salute to every nigga that can do what I was able
I was watching for cops, while they was watching "Kabir"
Still on the block can't trust no body you gotta watch a neighbor
And I done stack so many presidents
Its "john doe" for precedence
DM with dese hoes, I fuck around and ain't accept a bitch
Young bill, bailing me, how to be a player shit
I got soo much swag, the neighbors really think I 'am selling fish (scale)
Text time no selling dick I know how to drain a bitch
Two hoes I 'am - nigga I can't miss
In other words you know she hit like a Ethiopian
With a stake on his plate that's how much I 'am focusing
I got Pepsi in hand cause I 'am talking all this coca and shit
When it come down to this blowing shit I 'am a vocalist
Bet your boy can sing a lit but I know how to reframe a brick
Cross over finesse move, now he needs his ankles fixed (shit)
Its the kid again yeah its the kid
Turn your city into a circus when I brought the magazine
Tryna keep up with the kid I hope you got your shoes tied a second
Do it two time, "blue Skies"
"That shit hard as diamonds"
Nothing but blue skies
Ain't for the clouds, that's all I can tell you (real talk)
Real talk but you really need gotta listen
"NWA" nigga with ambition
Feel like a slave when I am in the in then kitchen
Let me take a trip down memory lane (Come ride with me)
Before I crash I 'am just dwelling on my past
To have my niggas back I swear I give my last
I remember the times when we ain't even have a dime
I "shoot back like vik", give a fuck how much you sold
We can't cook cock like this (Nah)
Cause ya'll boy I got the recipe (you know)
Trap buddy yah I don't need a second speech
Cause I made my self a boss, take a loss fell off
Picked up what I left off, came back with fish scale
You still serving stiffed on remember I was like your pillow
Nigga got slept on (Remember that)
You make it big you gonna lay in it
Now its the kid but I ain't your kid so don't play with me
And take all your loose shots to your cake "empty"
I swear I should have been a Nazi high hate niggas
But "don't hate" nigga shit I pray for
And nigga the shine ima grind like a skate boarder
And just because this shit wide don't mean it could take the water
So to over come what I did in life it gonna take a warrior
Cause I was built for this shit
Niggas they got killed for this shit
Niggas die nigga live for this shit
Niggas fake it till they make it, I 'am too real for this shit
Even though I rap by jewelry and vehicles and shit
Still do this shit for you and me and prisoners and shit
Its about a critical and shit it took a miracle for this (shit)
"Hold up, bring right back"
Mix the trap with the rap and this what you get (Me)
Like air chopper Hella kid extra slick
Finesse king to the extreme its why I take it
Stop all the air hustling like "Tim Duncan" you extra basic
You nigga got tagged out I 'am still running going for extra basis
You nigga cashed out I 'am still popping that elevating
Kept it 100 in every word I ever stated
I talk so many numbers I 'am thinking money investigation
I did so many numbers I think imma calculator
How could a nigga be so smart with a 10 grade education
Dropped out the school and road to the streets and quickly graduated
Graduated with honest, that shit was mash potato's
In other words it was nothing but needed a couple of favors
Salute to every nigga that can do what I was able
I was watching for cops, while they was watching "Kabir"
Still on the block can't trust no body you gotta watch a neighbor
And I done stack so many presidents
Its "john doe" for precedence
DM with dese hoes, I fuck around and ain't accept a bitch
Young bill, bailing me, how to be a player shit
I got soo much swag, the neighbors really think I 'am selling fish (scale)
Text time no selling dick I know how to drain a bitch
Two hoes I 'am - nigga I can't miss
In other words you know she hit like a Ethiopian
With a stake on his plate that's how much I 'am focusing
I got Pepsi in hand cause I 'am talking all this coca and shit
When it come down to this blowing shit I 'am a vocalist
Bet your boy can sing a lit but I know how to reframe a brick
Cross over finesse move, now he needs his ankles fixed (shit)
Its the kid again yeah its the kid
Turn your city into a circus when I brought the magazine
Tryna keep up with the kid I hope you got your shoes tied a second
Do it two time, "blue Skies"
"That shit hard as diamonds"
