Paroles Blood in the Sky par Dave East

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We could fly, you know what I like
B***erfly doors on pa**enger side
We could ride out, suicide
Risk it all for my foolish pride
Sometimes, I see blood in the sky
Broken wings, help me learn how to fly
Call it fool's paradise
Call it fool's paradise, yeah

See the hate in their eyes
They envy this life
The things that I sacrificed
The things that I sacrificed
See the hate in their eyes
They envy this life
The things that I sacrificed, yеah

Yeah, burgundy seats in the Cullinan
Found out shе like the rest of them hoes, fell out of love again
Sober mind, I couldn't cut the tension, pa** the drugs again
And sweep my problems under the rug again (It's how I'm coping)
I reached out, got no reply, so I'm like f**k it then (I'm like f**k it)
Digital dash for the stash, it's a custom Benz
Lusting ends, being broke just gave me tougher skin
Bandana on me, feeling like I'm Birdy and above the rim (Woo)
Who made these rules? I think they confused
Even when I couldn't pay these bills, I had to pay these dues (Uh)
Under pressure, standing tall like we eight feet two (Yeah)
Watching staties cruise, praying we don't make the news
Costa Rica trips, wish that we could speak a bit
I had to take that time away from you, I probably needed it (For myself)
I throw that sh*t on every night, look like an Easter fit (Splash)
The coupe clean, I'm riding dirty, picture me legit
We could fly, you know what I like
B***erfly doors on pa**enger side
We could ride out, suicide
Risk it all for my foolish pride (Risk it all)
Sometimes, I see blood in the sky (Blanco)
Broken wings, help me learn how to fly (I love you, sh*t, my n***a)
Call it fool's paradise (East side)
Call it fool's paradise, yeah

Uh
Turquoise leather look like a Charlotte Hornet (Lean)
Ferrari mornings, talk to shooter 'fore I start performing (My loc)
It's not your business, why you talkin' on it? (Why?)
Surrounded by steppers, we be walkin' on sh*t
Pappadeaux's, I ordered crawfish (With pasta)
Pontiac, that Grand Am, I got it from an auction
Seen project tape around my projects, Clinton was in office (Uh)
He was in the Oval Office getting ate up (Ate up)
We was tryna scrape up (Scrape up)
No Pateks, it was Jacobs (Remember?)
Lenox Ave, hungry as f**k, I would go to Jacob's (Lenox)
Tom Shep' talkin' to Flip, they can't erase us (They can't erase us)
Me and Smiles would argue, he got me out of the matrix (My n***a)
Lean on me like I'm Mister Clark, my life was dangerous (Ooh)
Tom Ford occasions, it's movies without the script (All black)
I think of Nip', this sh*t is so different without my Crip (Neighbor)
I think of Chill Will every time that I take a sip (I do)
I think of f**k n***as every time that I take a sh*t
Word to mother
We could fly, you know what I like
B***erfly doors on pa**enger side
We could ride out, suicide
Risk it all for my foolish pride
Sometimes, I see blood in the sky
Broken wings, help me learn how to fly
Call it fool's paradise
Call it fool's paradise, yeah

See the hate in their eyes
They envy this life
The things that I sacrificed
The things that I sacrificed
See the hate in their eyes
They envy this life
The things that I sacrificed, yeah

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