"Blue Skies" lyrics
(Daytime Beats, this go crazy)
(JP produced it)
(Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy)
(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)
Be feeling like the world on my shoulders
You can still be rich, but we all gon' die when its over
She hate when I'm outside, she just want me to hold her
Wanna be the person you call when it's all over
I be having nightmares, one day, I'ma die
When its RIP, write my name across the blue sky
Ain't nobody real, all I hear is white lies
I know you don't love me, so why lie?
Be feeling like I don't who trust, it be fake vibes
Don't call my FaceTime
Late nights when I'm in our streets past bedtime
Carrying my nine
They better not try to slide
Ain't nobody putting fear in me
Fuck everybody who ain't hearing me
I be feeling like I ain't loved sometimes
So I gotta love my nine
When you on them blocks, gotta know your cuts, you better not risk your life
He was too young when he died
He made that sacrifice
To be up in them streets
Now he covered in them sheets
Now he dead, he six feet
Took that fall
He was on that block, ready to risk it all
I lost it all when my brother called
He was inside 'em cells, going through it all
Pretty blue skies for all of my brothers lost
Be feeling like the world on my shoulders
You can still be rich, but we all gon' die when its over
She hate when I'm outside, she just want me to hold her
Wanna be the person you call when it's all over
I be having nightmares, one day, I'ma die
When its RIP, write my name across the blue sky
Ain't nobody real, all I hear is white lies
I know you don't love me, so why lie?
(JP produced it)
(Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy)
(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)
Be feeling like the world on my shoulders
You can still be rich, but we all gon' die when its over
She hate when I'm outside, she just want me to hold her
Wanna be the person you call when it's all over
I be having nightmares, one day, I'ma die
When its RIP, write my name across the blue sky
Ain't nobody real, all I hear is white lies
I know you don't love me, so why lie?
Be feeling like I don't who trust, it be fake vibes
Don't call my FaceTime
Late nights when I'm in our streets past bedtime
Carrying my nine
They better not try to slide
Ain't nobody putting fear in me
Fuck everybody who ain't hearing me
I be feeling like I ain't loved sometimes
So I gotta love my nine
When you on them blocks, gotta know your cuts, you better not risk your life
He was too young when he died
He made that sacrifice
To be up in them streets
Now he covered in them sheets
Now he dead, he six feet
Took that fall
He was on that block, ready to risk it all
I lost it all when my brother called
He was inside 'em cells, going through it all
Pretty blue skies for all of my brothers lost
Be feeling like the world on my shoulders
You can still be rich, but we all gon' die when its over
She hate when I'm outside, she just want me to hold her
Wanna be the person you call when it's all over
I be having nightmares, one day, I'ma die
When its RIP, write my name across the blue sky
Ain't nobody real, all I hear is white lies
I know you don't love me, so why lie?
Writer(s): Damichael Tate
