Album Cover In Da Sky

In Da Sky

Yung Booke

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Fuck these niggas talking bout

Fuck these niggas talking bout

Work yo set nowFinna work my set now

I just hit the club last week

Shit don′t feel the same if my niggas ain't here with me (oh oh oh)

Turning side eyes to the bull shit

That me if u aint with the bullshit with the full clip

Don′t think shit sweet when you come around my block

Nigga get back with the work work

Only one call for the word word

I done seen the best of em go to war

Still fall when the big dog come out yeah yeah

(Fit) Air a nigga block out

We gone air the block right out

Hell a nigga talking about give a fuck what the opps talm bout

Spent a benz back to back murder rate went up that week

Gotta get some get back for my dog

Before I put a picture on a white tee

Not a game ain't gonna let him play me

Imma make a lil nigga hate me

Staying solid til the Lord take me

Reminiscing bout my dogs in my feelings lately

Taking hella drugs praying I don't OD

Free bro he belong in these streets

On the gang everybody playing for keeps

Feel sorry for the opps when we meet

Cause it′s up there

Fuck these niggas talking bout

Fuck these niggas talking bout

Them niggas ain′t talking bout shit

Sometimes you gotta let the streets cry

When them silencers take a nap every night in the sky

I just hold my head to the sky

I just hold that chopper up high

I just put my bands in Dubai

I just hold little shawty doooowwwwnnnn

I just hold my head up high

I just hold that chopper til it fly

Just point my ten toes down yeah

Fuck these niggas talking bout

Fuck these niggas talking bout

Work yo set now

Finna go work my set now

I just hit the club last week

Shit don't feel the same them niggas ain′t here with me (oh oh oh)

How it look feeling sorry for u taking a loss you aint feel bad for me

Gone come out your top we taking it off I'll buy yo head for cheap

You say you step but we marched on you dawg we put them tags on feet

Quan was cool he ain′t do nothin to y'all

But he still got blast with heat

It′s a lot of killing in the city

Tryna hide the way I'm really feeling

I still think bout how they did blizzy

Shit make me wanna spin it to him dizzy

Ain't got no time to kick it bae I′m busy

Forreally I′m out here tryna chase a milly you dig it

Down gotta keep my head up these hoes a set up

Never put a bitch in yo bizness

Fuck these niggas talking bout

Fuck these niggas talking bout

Them niggas ain't talking bout shit

Sometimes you gotta let the streets cry

When them silencers take that nap every night in the sky

I just hold my head to the sky

I just hold that chopper up high

I just hold my bands to the by

I just hold little shawty doooowwwnnnn

I just hold my head up high

I just hold that chopper til it fly

Just put my ten toes down yeah

Ooooh. How many niggas gone suffer

How many niggas gone die

I feel a homicide coming on

Feel like the rain sometimes

Niggas i′m backing out blacking out blacking out

In my range now at night

They wanna act like they feel my pain

They wanna act like they feel my paaaaain

So many just die in the hood and I feel it in my heart

Y'all niggas don′t know real pain I can tell by the way you act so

Y'all niggas ain′t gettin it like that

Y'all ain't really living like that we good on y′all