Lil Skies
(Actual Unreleased Song)
Lyrics From Snippet:
[lil Skies: intro]
Woah, Ayy, Yeah
Woah[?]
Doo-[?]
[...]
[lil Skies & lil ki114r: Verse]
Lately I've been trippin, I've been going through some bullshit
I don't care if bitches leave me 'cause I always got my music
I remember when they'd judge me, used to say that I was stupid
Now these people say they love me, I just find it as amusement
(aw, yeah)
We can go there
I remember when they used to doubt my name
Sunny days, full of rain
Ain't no shame in my game, Imma bring that pain, knock the beat out with some Novocaine
I just hit a left hook, god why did you do that?
Always been a cool cat, I'm hanging with the Rugrats
My mom on some other shit, she don't seem happy now
I just wanna get this money so I can buy her a house
I don't know what Imma do, I don't know where Imma go
Too much hurt in my chest I feel like I should let y'all know
When it comes down to this, I'm grindin' for my family
At the end of the day nobody's understanding me
Cigarettes and weed always seem like my remedy
When I'm down in my feelings they just always there for me
But I know it's killin' me, but it makes me feel alive
Never been the type of guy to feed into all the lies
I just want a hunnit mill, I just wanna live life
Stressin out like every day, lately shit don't feel right
We could say it's all good, but I know it's all bad
I just wanna speak the truth that's why I'm always in my bag
Used to gettin' no girls, yeah that shit was so funny
Now I got a white girl, she my little snow-bunny
She my Lucky Charm, she would never split that pole on me
All these n***as switched up, went and sold they soul on me
I remember cold days, I remember dark nights
Say I'm movin' too fast, mix that lean with the sprite
Searchin' for some paradise, in the field with my guys
We just tryna make it out, and we ain't comin' for the ties
Never been the type of n***a to mold for the acting
But my diamonds show verbs, When they glow from attraction
Mississippi boy wrist, Cold and immaculate
Sip country kid blood but, My Gold is from Africa
Talking flashing jewels, Dining With some igloo hoes
That like shining, Foreign pedals in designer
And Whip lash recliners, Dashboard in my climate
Cold speed it match, My diamonds Fast forward
My old timing Present tense, Now I’m grinding
Back to my future, Delorean shift
The gear I’m flying, Now they salute yah
Ten hunt With they Jordan’s And Nike Finance
Man I think she love me but she actin funny
When she come around I get these vibes Clinton money
Flexin on my ex now ya I know she want me
She can’t have me back now cause she don’t know me
Stacking my chips, Payin´ the way, Fuck yo' bitch swear she gon' date
Run up the bands and hop in a coupe
Dropping the top the Ferrari go zoom, Stars in the we settin the mood(Ayy)
Signin´ a check no we won’t lose, They say I’m stealing music
Catch up watch me do this, Y’all don’t even know
Close yo mouth stop assumin´, Get up off my dick
Grab a mic do yo´ own shit, N***as like talkin' Shit
Every move pocket watching, Run up the bands I’m loadin´ the bit
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