TwoFive (feat. Lil Kevo)
I was just a young boy
Lookin out the blinds
Couldn't pass the stop sign
But a nigga wanna fly
Wanna touch the sky
Love me when I die
Im just tryna fly yeah
I was just a young boy
Lookin out the blinds
Couldn't pass the stop sign
But a nigga wanna fly
Wanna touch the sky
Love me when I die
Im just tryna fly yeah
I just wanna fly
Wanna be tough
Wanna be Timani
Wanna be big bruh
I was cooling me and Donny
Smokin profit til its dust
The speakers knocking
And they rockin
Rock with me
I'll set it off
Cause i'm the smoothest R&B nigga
From the southside
Reppin 2-5
Till im goose-eyed
Damn I miss my nigga Ly
So if i'm high
Thats on occasion
Just to keep my spirits up
Hollow gone
He felt alone
So we gon send some spirits up
Say I love you when I'm leavin
Cause the world
They fearing us
I was 16
With a big dream
Left my city see what's up
Now im up at HU
The realer HU
Im hooping cause im used to pulling midys at my school
That was cool for awhile
But a nigga always knew
That with a pen i'd leave my mark a little deeper when it's through
Tryna show the world itself
From doper point of views
I'd fly away but im afraid of who gon fill my shoes
Yeah
Who gon fill my shoes yeah
Who gon fill my shoes yeah
Growing up was kinda bad I'm thinking God will save me
Barely saw my mom and dad
My grandparents had raised me
Granny died in 8th grade
It had me going crazy
RIP Hollow
And Aunt Whitney
I can't fuckin take it
Niggas hatin
They don't wanna see me make it
Ima make it
I can do all things through christ
I see a chance I gotta take it
O'shea yeah thats my cuzzo
Us together
We the greatest
I just want like all the money
I don't care bout being famous
We come from the 2-5
Tryna put EC up on the map
In life you gotta push it forward
Aint no time for looking back
Dont call my phone if you aint talkin bout the
Money I need racks
Know its a classic when you got
O'shea and me up on the track
We come from the 2-5
Tryna put EC up on the map
In life you gotta push it forward
Aint no time for looking back
Dont call my phone if you aint talkin bout the
Money I need racks
Know its a classic when you got
O'shea and me up on the track
I just wanna fly away fly away
Fly away fly away yeah
Lookin out the blinds
Couldn't pass the stop sign
But a nigga wanna fly
Wanna touch the sky
Love me when I die
Im just tryna fly yeah
I was just a young boy
Lookin out the blinds
Couldn't pass the stop sign
But a nigga wanna fly
Wanna touch the sky
Love me when I die
Im just tryna fly yeah
I just wanna fly
Wanna be tough
Wanna be Timani
Wanna be big bruh
I was cooling me and Donny
Smokin profit til its dust
The speakers knocking
And they rockin
Rock with me
I'll set it off
Cause i'm the smoothest R&B nigga
From the southside
Reppin 2-5
Till im goose-eyed
Damn I miss my nigga Ly
So if i'm high
Thats on occasion
Just to keep my spirits up
Hollow gone
He felt alone
So we gon send some spirits up
Say I love you when I'm leavin
Cause the world
They fearing us
I was 16
With a big dream
Left my city see what's up
Now im up at HU
The realer HU
Im hooping cause im used to pulling midys at my school
That was cool for awhile
But a nigga always knew
That with a pen i'd leave my mark a little deeper when it's through
Tryna show the world itself
From doper point of views
I'd fly away but im afraid of who gon fill my shoes
Yeah
Who gon fill my shoes yeah
Who gon fill my shoes yeah
Growing up was kinda bad I'm thinking God will save me
Barely saw my mom and dad
My grandparents had raised me
Granny died in 8th grade
It had me going crazy
RIP Hollow
And Aunt Whitney
I can't fuckin take it
Niggas hatin
They don't wanna see me make it
Ima make it
I can do all things through christ
I see a chance I gotta take it
O'shea yeah thats my cuzzo
Us together
We the greatest
I just want like all the money
I don't care bout being famous
We come from the 2-5
Tryna put EC up on the map
In life you gotta push it forward
Aint no time for looking back
Dont call my phone if you aint talkin bout the
Money I need racks
Know its a classic when you got
O'shea and me up on the track
We come from the 2-5
Tryna put EC up on the map
In life you gotta push it forward
Aint no time for looking back
Dont call my phone if you aint talkin bout the
Money I need racks
Know its a classic when you got
O'shea and me up on the track
I just wanna fly away fly away
Fly away fly away yeah
Credits
Writer(s): O'shea Carver
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