"WHEN GOD CRACKS THE SKY" lyrics
(feat. C.S. Armstrong, OLU OF EARTHGANG, Ivory Nwigwe & David Michael Wyatt)
I told my daughter she a spirit, with a soul, that has body
She said "Daddy will you lay with me?"
Whoever thought the lil foundation seeds I try to plant just may succeed
If I could patiently just lay adjacently
Next to her
Expect fewer questions as I press through her Bluey covers
Til her arms around my like I rescued her
From the torment of her lonely bed
Moments like this is holy bread to a nigga like me who really was only fed
"Get them hoes, get them hoes - never settle down"
Get more green than Piccolo and keep some steppers round
Quid pro quo to me when given ideals that unsound
Is what evoked the thought to throw a float to niggas bout to drown
Breathe my nigga, I know the air is thin
I know the block got lots of shell casings like terrapins
I know you ten toes down and teed up despite where and when
To air it out, and give a nigga more wings than a seraphim
Hard to cry "Holy!" when you dying slowly soley
Cause you move closely those who decomposing stuck on demon time
I grew up socking niggas out like McFoley mostly
Cause niggas before me showed me that dropping niggas ease your mind
And bring you peace
These be the thoughts that's in my mind when I put Sage to sleep
She be so blind to signs that I'll return though I must leave
She ain't the only one though most niggas don't take heed
So I often think
When God cracks the sky
To come back for my niggas
I hope He touch down where they gone be (Hmm)
When God cracks the sky
To come back for my niggas
I hope He touch down where they gone be
Hope He pull up to the club
Cause that hoe gone have motion
And they'll be zooted out they mind, this I know
They'll be pourin up shots
To celebrate promotion
And a life that's rooted in things material
God, I spent a lot of time in church
And them aisles were always full of gorgeous women so that ain't work
I hear you better when the trees speak
Or the leaves twerk
When I done had a few too many
That's when I read your signs most clearly
They say you magnificent, effervescent, omnipresent
So question...
Um... think you can visit them apartments
Where shawty died from the Smith and Wesson
And at same time take a shot with me
Right here in the section?
I ain't testing, just stressin
We all need you this second
I heard somebody say she over there
I'm in the club throwing ones in the air
I think a dollar bill got in her hair
I hope she ain't mad that I'm showing her care
Cause I'm with my niggas
When did we become niggas?
Or did niggas become us?
Started off as star dust, rust across the universe
Then them cards lined us up and snorted us
Through the nose of America
Who knows where we headed bruh
Who knows where we headed bruh
When God cracks the sky
To come back for my niggas
I hope He touch down where they gone be (Hmm, oh my)
When God cracks the sky
To come back for my niggas
I hope He touch down where they gone be
Hope He pull up to the club
Cause that hoe gone have motion
And they'll be zooted out they mind, this I know
They'll be pourin up shots
To celebrate promotion
And a life that's rooted in things material
I hope
I mean I really hope
That You meet my niggas where they gone be
I hope
I mean I really really hope
That You meet my niggas where they gone be
The earth with crack and shatter and split open, thus saith the Lord
She said "Daddy will you lay with me?"
Whoever thought the lil foundation seeds I try to plant just may succeed
If I could patiently just lay adjacently
Next to her
Expect fewer questions as I press through her Bluey covers
Til her arms around my like I rescued her
From the torment of her lonely bed
Moments like this is holy bread to a nigga like me who really was only fed
"Get them hoes, get them hoes - never settle down"
Get more green than Piccolo and keep some steppers round
Quid pro quo to me when given ideals that unsound
Is what evoked the thought to throw a float to niggas bout to drown
Breathe my nigga, I know the air is thin
I know the block got lots of shell casings like terrapins
I know you ten toes down and teed up despite where and when
To air it out, and give a nigga more wings than a seraphim
Hard to cry "Holy!" when you dying slowly soley
Cause you move closely those who decomposing stuck on demon time
I grew up socking niggas out like McFoley mostly
Cause niggas before me showed me that dropping niggas ease your mind
And bring you peace
These be the thoughts that's in my mind when I put Sage to sleep
She be so blind to signs that I'll return though I must leave
She ain't the only one though most niggas don't take heed
So I often think
When God cracks the sky
To come back for my niggas
I hope He touch down where they gone be (Hmm)
When God cracks the sky
To come back for my niggas
I hope He touch down where they gone be
Hope He pull up to the club
Cause that hoe gone have motion
And they'll be zooted out they mind, this I know
They'll be pourin up shots
To celebrate promotion
And a life that's rooted in things material
God, I spent a lot of time in church
And them aisles were always full of gorgeous women so that ain't work
I hear you better when the trees speak
Or the leaves twerk
When I done had a few too many
That's when I read your signs most clearly
They say you magnificent, effervescent, omnipresent
So question...
Um... think you can visit them apartments
Where shawty died from the Smith and Wesson
And at same time take a shot with me
Right here in the section?
I ain't testing, just stressin
We all need you this second
I heard somebody say she over there
I'm in the club throwing ones in the air
I think a dollar bill got in her hair
I hope she ain't mad that I'm showing her care
Cause I'm with my niggas
When did we become niggas?
Or did niggas become us?
Started off as star dust, rust across the universe
Then them cards lined us up and snorted us
Through the nose of America
Who knows where we headed bruh
Who knows where we headed bruh
When God cracks the sky
To come back for my niggas
I hope He touch down where they gone be (Hmm, oh my)
When God cracks the sky
To come back for my niggas
I hope He touch down where they gone be
Hope He pull up to the club
Cause that hoe gone have motion
And they'll be zooted out they mind, this I know
They'll be pourin up shots
To celebrate promotion
And a life that's rooted in things material
I hope
I mean I really hope
That You meet my niggas where they gone be
I hope
I mean I really really hope
That You meet my niggas where they gone be
The earth with crack and shatter and split open, thus saith the Lord
