In The Sky

(album: Serial Killers Vol. 1 - 2013)

Yeah
This is empty bottle rap
I'm not a role model, You can go ahead and follow that
Road to the unknown, all you gotta do is swallow that pill
And watch how you feel, baby just relax
Detach from the norm
Prepare for the storm
Sober up and relapse, I'll be back in the morn'
I'm just playing I'm high, get up in the zone
She a nine, but in my mind she a centerfold
And many chose, the path to sobriety
But stoned is the way I walk, through society
Momma said, "Son is you high? Don't lie to me"
I told her no, but she still beat the hell up outta me
Parallel reality, drained in my salary
Smoking more than I'm selling, how can this be true?
So now I'm sipping on that 100 proof
Getting loose, I love to get faded
What can you do?

I'm high up in the sky
And I can't come down
No, no
I'm lost up in this world
And I can't come down
No, no

I used to roll the blue coupe, claiming that soo woo
No mercy for others, brother that means you too
No regards for you and yours
Pulling out the '44, put you on the floor
Face down; true story boy
The streets got an appetite, and it's never satisfied
Boulevard of broken dreams, but they'll never shatter mine
I own it and I'm glad it's mine
It's swing batter time, I'm going for the fences
Your opinion doesn't matter I'm, still rolling thick as hell
Trigger finger's quick as well, I'm looking for the higher ground
I can make my pockets swell
Believe me when I say these streets are bloody, It ain't a game
Money, fortune, and fame are all calling my name
And I can hear it in the background, as I lay the track down
Put the sack down, Po-po's are on the crackdown
I let the mic guide me, my pen is mighty
The track is like a woman screaming, "I want you inside me"

I'm high up in the sky
And I can't come down
No, no
I'm lost up in this world
And I can't come down
No, no

I used to be the dope man
Baking soda, cocaine
Copped a quarter ki' at the time, thought I'm so paid
Never thought twice, in hindsight, I was lucky
I never did time, the one time never touched me
Taurus nine millimeter, riding in the front seat
Trust me, chop yo fucking ass in to lunch meat
Did my first drive-by, my girlfriend driving
In her mom's 4 Taurus, my niggas, I'm not lying
I'm lion-hearted, my instinct: king of the castle
I gotta be a dick, 'cause I'm surrounded by assholes
What more can I ask for?
Break neck diligence
Fast forward, to brains all over your dashboard
The landlord, let the hammer fall on the tenants
Got evicted from the game, 'cause your heart's not in it
And you're so dimwitted
When you spit it, man you don't go get it
Audio, hustlers, serial killing

I'm high up in the sky
And I can't come down
No, no
I'm lost up in this world
And I can't come down
No, no