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MANILA GREY

Silver Skies

 

Silver Skies

(album: No Saints Loading - 2019)


You stay on the west side where the sun stay high
And you stay high
I'm out on the next flight, I'll be back late night
I owe you some time

Feel like you falling, falling, falling
Let it slowly hit you, I feel it too
When the money hits you, you got the moves
Let the flames kiss you
Want to see you lost in it all
Then we gon' flex on em' all
All the plaques go straight to the wall
All the ice don't matter, All the flights don't matter
All the nights I wonder

In my new whip
New drip, new money coming in
Everything but you
Got new rings, new links, new mink coming
I'll put everything on you, on you

You stay on the west side where the sun stay high
And you stay high
I'm out on the next flight, I'll be back late night
I owe you some time

In my new whip
New drip, new money coming in
Everything but you
Got new rings, new links, new mink coming
I'll put everything on you, on you

High beams hot in the drop top
You never been with the small talk
You never been with a real 1
You just want to feel something
Roll me one, let's get lost, ambiance
Feeling your aura strong, when you on that strong
We could be something
Look at that fire, eyes with desire
Baby girl taking me back to the blue
Reflections of me on my chains and my rings
None that shine brighter than you

You stay on the west side where the sun stay high
And you stay high
I'm out on the next flight, I'll be back late night
I owe you some time

Feel like we falling, falling, falling
Endlessly now
You hold me down
Like you my G
Whether we high or we falling, falling, falling
When you pull up late night, I pull up too
Bout to be a long night, so roll a few
When the liquor hits, I taste it off your lips
I'm thinking bout the next time

You stay on the west side where the sun stay high
And you stay high
I'm out on the next flight, I'll be back late night
I owe you some time

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