Letra de The Sky

Intro:
Yeah, uh (woo!)
Alidina!

Hook:
I’ve been looking up way too much
Trying to figure out if I’ma be the one (be the one)
Now I’m going up floating I be right up in the skies
Going up I’m going right into the skies, in the skies (woo!)

Verse:
In the skies I’m floating like a pharaoh (sheesh!)
In disguise I’m flexing like Dinero
Black on black on brown apparel I’m becoming way too feral (way too feral!)
Taking shots I never need a barrel, they never shoot they sterile

That means my sons in peril, now all my sons embarrassed
That’s always been apparent, I’ve always been a parent
Trying to drop a mother-fucking project going gold I’ll floss my carrots
Don’t you ever test my drive I don’t ever get demerits (go!)

When I come through I might shut it down in that all black and that’s it
Every-time I go off on that murder flow It’s about time that you quit
Every-time I go off on these older hoes you bitches know that I’m petty
What you really talk about I really live the shit, when you ‘bout to drop there’s no telling (no)

I been ready, my people ready
My life ready, that’s all me
I take it serious, I do my part
I play my role, now lets all eat!

Hook:
I’ve been looking up way too much
Trying to figure out if I’ma be the one (be the one)
Now I’m going up floating I be right up in the skies
Going up I’m going’ right into the skies, in the skies (woo!)

Swear to god this weed is coming way too clutch
Trying to spark it up and light another one (another one!)
Now I’m going up floating I be right up in the skies
Going up I’m going right into the skies, in the skies (woo!)

Verse:
Yeah I’m really trying to sell the flow
I see OVO going out on road
Man I really wanna do those type of shows! (yeah!)

All type of shows, doing it big all night and shit
Really gotta fix my tolerance, need a really bad bitch and some vitamins
No I never really tried to pop Vicodin, but I’m in the sky
You can see that I’m really me really being me just look into my eyes

Really gotta go there but I might’ve smoked some
Man I gotta go dumb ‘cause I really want some
You about to lose it making’ whack music
Ain’t nobody fucking with it you about to go nun’ (yo)

My sound different, your shit the same you a fucking lame
I been fly up in the sky I’m propelled & high like a fucking plane (yeah)

Propelled and high like a fucking plane (plane)

I don’t say a fucking word unless I know it’s facts
Why you roll a hundred-fifty deep if you don’t know them cats
Why you really talk about it like you trying to live the rap
I be in the sky just taking shots like it’s a hundred gats ‘cause I’ve been— ugh

Hook:
I’ve been looking up way too much
Trying to figure out if I’ma be the one (be the one)
Now I’m going up floating I be right up in the skies
Going up I’m going’ right into the skies, in the skies (woo!)

Swear to god this weed is coming way too clutch
Trying to spark it up and light another one (another one!)
Now I’m going up floating I be right up in the skies
Going up I’m going right into the skies, in the skies (woo!)