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Blue Sky (Freestyle)

 

Blue Sky (Freestyle)

(앨범: Songs By Me, Stalley - 2012)


Shout out to Common
Whole BCG, MMG, Milk City
Don't compare me to none of these rappers
You already know

They saying I'm the next up
A lot of new rappers but I'm the best up
The [?] soul survivor, this the best book
And Imma lay this verse down with no hook
Bet it still feel like a song though
This how it be with a strong flow
Shot the messenger and [?] for letting my voice go
Before you niggas catching on slow
Non-believers, I took it where you thought I couldn't go
Now I lay back in the Maybach and point where I wanna go
Staring at the blue sky in this long convertible
Looking for the soul buried in gold
It's like wisdom has repaved my road
No stop signs or red lights
Clear skies, no headlights
My future is dead right
Those that said I'd be king in '09
You was damn right, I'm damn tight
Giving out gifts like it's fan night
So here you go, and thank you for your presence
And you lending your ears, it's such a blessing
This is years of tears and aggression
But I wipe 'em away with cheers from them sections
In the buildings and stadiums
When I see their faces all I think is how they hated him
Wonder how many people gon' say how they created him
But I been nice since Jordan hit the fade on them
I was just balling back then too
Before the tattoos, before the chip tooth
When my older homies bagged capsules and drank beer like fruit juice
The trap had us but they let the slave nigga loose
I was amazed by muscle cars and coupes
Girls in daisy dukes, dice games, and khaki suits
And what I seen under God's roof is what influences the truth
So I spew it in the booth and hope they throw it in their coupes
And throw on their khaki suits and know this young nigga lives for you
And know this young nigga lives for you
Know this young nigga lives for you
Know this young nigga lives for you

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