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Call down to heaven, man it's such a blessing Smoking medication so I'm stressing Less and less The sun is shining bright, pass me a light I'mma see if this next OG blunt gon' take me high Think I'm in the sky, but I can't open my eyes up Might mess up the dream I keep having about the stars And I don't wanna wake up, until it's where we are We made it so far, we made it so far Man we work too hard We work way too hard to let you pull us down Even if you try, try with all your might You don't stand a chance, so put down your hands Get ready for the right I don't wanna say I told you niggas, but I already told you niggas If you got a problem you can meet me in the sky I don't wanna say I told you niggas, but I already told you niggas If you got a problem you can meet me in the sky See, I'mma let these niggas live today But they gon' be [?] Like all of my niggas on Sallie Mae Hope they stay prepared Letras de cancionesNever knowing I'm coming for 'em One shot from me, and it could be all over for 'em So tragic, closed casket Bruh, I ain't even rapping, I'm macking Like Pimp C in action Feel like I was destine ever since my past life Rolling up, burning hash Sitting back, laughing like We made it so far, we made it so far Man we work too hard We work way too hard to let you pull us down Even if you try, try with all your might You don't stand a chance, so put down your hands Get ready for the right I don't wanna say I told you niggas, but I already told you niggas If you got a problem you can meet me in the sky I don't wanna say I told you niggas, but I already told you niggas If you got a problem you can meet me in the sky Never been microsoft, I'm a mack All these scars on me but I ain't got no tat Whippin' that Lexus, so fresh and so clean, OutKast (Ain't nobody dope as me, but I...) Nigga ain't nobody dope as me I need money like I need money How high am I when you see a nigga? I might be part Indian, call me Chief-a-Nigga I'm just hotboxing my TP whip my niggas After I get my weed I'm out the shop After I hit the homies with the plots After I get a blunt on 85th & Western and make a right I see you interacting with the cops Flow too greasy, I'm on some other shit, feces I'm just tryna hit the studio till like three-som' My girl think I got another bitch, she wanna leave me Why she wanna make that a option? I think we got som' Ducking the arguments, dipping from the apart-a-ment Had a half a blunt in the whip, I had to spark the shit I'm in the clouds, I feel profound now I don't wanna say I told you niggas, but I already told you niggas If you got a problem you can meet me in the sky I don't wanna say I told you niggas, but I already told you niggas If you got a problem you can meet me in the sky From Letras Mania