"sky" lyrics

"sky"

I'm gon' let my hair grow up to the sky
She said I'm a star, nigga, she ain't never lied
I'm gon' let my hair grow up to the sky
To the, uh, uh
To the, uh, uh
I'm gon' let my hair grow up to the sky
She said I'm a star, nigga, she ain't never lied
I'm gon' let my hair grow up to the sky
To the, uh, uh
To the, uh, uh

Uh, pretty nigga since I had the beady beads on me
Fifteen when I let my lineage call me
They withdrawed me from them chains
I ain't ashamed you fight a army with a army
In exchange won't be a flame out that could harm me, uh
Middle finger up don't give a f-
Alright, hold on, look
Middle finger up don't give a fuck if niggas saw me
I been up and they been stuck and we was all in the same party
Never met Minaj but know my broad a fuckin' Black Barbie
Same hair, same skin, same everything on me
I'm a sun baby nigga, I can't stand the rain on me
You been pump faking
I be damned you try and call me your brother
My nigga you was just the man tryn' stall me
Throw your demands straight up in the fan
I ain't the man for all that
These niggas got hands out looking for bands
I just had planned for all that
The shit that my kinfolk had to withstand made us prepared for all that
Done left out the stands with picks in our pants and we demanding all that

I'm gon' let my hair grow up to the sky
She said I'm a star, nigga, she ain't never lied
I'm gon' let my hair grow up to the sky
To the, uh, uh
To the, uh, uh
I'm gon' let my hair grow up to the sky
She said I'm a star, nigga, she ain't never lied
I'm gon' let my hair grow up to the sky
To the, uh, uh
To the, man

Pussy boy don't want war at all
That ain't my problem
Pussy boy don't want war at all
That ain't my problem
Pussy boy don't want war at all
That ain't my problem
Pussy boy don't want war at all
That ain't my problem, fuck
I said, pussy boy don't war
I said, pussy boy don't war

I'm gon' let my hair grow up to the sky
She said I'm a star, nigga, she ain't never lied
I'm gon' let my hair grow up to the sky
To the, uh, uh
To the, uh, uh


Writer(s): Daniel Nduwimana, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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