"Livin In The Sky" lyrics
I didn't write no sad song for my people that passed on
All the homies I have known real
Now ya flesh we had gone, and I'm wonderin where'd
You go cause your time on Earth ain't last long
Tell me!
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Dajuan Fletcher D. Blade
The Doll Tech Boss
These days
A non-lecture, But a calm gesture
Bout the bomb records we made from
Aaron's sector he fades
When upon death
Bruh belaid on a long stretcher
When a pawn Test ya
A mom stress cause we slaves
Tuh the guns, tuh the funds, race to the heavens
He won all of this turbulence and disturbances around
The city he he's free from!
So there's the fax, not
Allota people in the hood to spare the blacks
But every once in a while I think about my homie and wonder
Where ya at?
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Leo White Bear
We know ya right there
Next to your brother, Mike
And another life
And it be no fights there
Our last discussion
On the phone we both were chucklin
I busted a verse
For you then you said Aaron be bustin!
A fan you seen
In me when you and your brothers hit them dance routines
Clean
If you was here in the flesh, you'd be proud
I'm all over the globe rockin crowds
And a voice inside of me, tells me to look up in the clouds!
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Johnny Davis
You'd be happy Donny made it
And I became my mommy's favorite
Rap artist
But now moms belated
Just like you good
Brethren
I really want to know would heaven
Discard the police report
And then delete the court
To welcome in a hood legend
All this love is upon ya for sho
They say you had a gun but on tho one I wont
Dishonor the Bro
We don't want that trauma ta grow!
Gone and not forgotten
The kinda brother I'm talkin about is not
The cotton
Strong in this song I know you
Got the offering ya soul Johnny I want to thank God
Fa watchin!
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
All the homies I have known real
Now ya flesh we had gone, and I'm wonderin where'd
You go cause your time on Earth ain't last long
Tell me!
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Dajuan Fletcher D. Blade
The Doll Tech Boss
These days
A non-lecture, But a calm gesture
Bout the bomb records we made from
Aaron's sector he fades
When upon death
Bruh belaid on a long stretcher
When a pawn Test ya
A mom stress cause we slaves
Tuh the guns, tuh the funds, race to the heavens
He won all of this turbulence and disturbances around
The city he he's free from!
So there's the fax, not
Allota people in the hood to spare the blacks
But every once in a while I think about my homie and wonder
Where ya at?
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Leo White Bear
We know ya right there
Next to your brother, Mike
And another life
And it be no fights there
Our last discussion
On the phone we both were chucklin
I busted a verse
For you then you said Aaron be bustin!
A fan you seen
In me when you and your brothers hit them dance routines
Clean
If you was here in the flesh, you'd be proud
I'm all over the globe rockin crowds
And a voice inside of me, tells me to look up in the clouds!
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Johnny Davis
You'd be happy Donny made it
And I became my mommy's favorite
Rap artist
But now moms belated
Just like you good
Brethren
I really want to know would heaven
Discard the police report
And then delete the court
To welcome in a hood legend
All this love is upon ya for sho
They say you had a gun but on tho one I wont
Dishonor the Bro
We don't want that trauma ta grow!
Gone and not forgotten
The kinda brother I'm talkin about is not
The cotton
Strong in this song I know you
Got the offering ya soul Johnny I want to thank God
Fa watchin!
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Hey! (Wussup?)
We're livin in the sky
Free
Writer(s): Aaron Dontez Yates, John Patrick Winkler
