Flying Doves

The day of my momma wake
I was stuck literally
It was like the movies
When everything and everybody moving around you fast as hell
And time just passing
It hit different when yo OG pass
Which it should
It was either the next day or the day after
We had a tree decorated with my momma name
And this bird came down and was walking around it
Next thing you know
It come in the the garage where people was sitting
Close as hell
That bird was a dove

Flying doves gone
Flying doves on the roam
When it's time to send the one that you love down the road
That's when they show
Angels I call em
A Message they brought it
I see em to often
I see em to often
Aye
Flying doves gone
Flying doves on the roam
When it's time to send the one that you love down the road
That's when they show
Angels I call em
A message they brought it
I see em to often
I see em to often
Aye

I think bout my angels above
Stuck on these drugs
I wanna feel love
I'm really just quiet and numb
This shit is so different
I'm really just tempted
To pull out a blick
And kill all these feelings I'm feeling
But stuck in the back of my mind
Is the thoughts and memories
I thought of some remedies
But that shit ain't gone work
Fuck a picture that's put on a shirt
Like that shit just gone cover hurt
I mean damn
I'm stuck in this sand
And fighting won't work
Yet they won't me to pray church
Forget it
I saw how you prayed and lived it
Yet you gone and it didn't make a difference
Or did it
Never know in this life that we living
Everyday that we make a decision
It could end up two ways
We dying to get it
But listen
Don't forget everyday that you missing
We miss you
I'm tired of the tears
And the tissue
With my heart
In my dreams
Ima kiss you
Cuz

Flying doves gone
Flying doves on the roam
When it's time to send the one that you love down the road
That's when they show
Angels I call em
A message they brought it
I see em to often
I see em to often
Aye
Flying doves gone
Flying doves on the roam
When it's time to send the one that you love down the road
That's when they show
Angels I call em
A Message they brought it
I see em to often
I see em to often
Aye

I be riding through the city
Thinking bout my momma
The shows
And hoes
And foes
Man
My life filled with drama
But still I be rocking this bitch
Ain't know stopping
Jump in the crowd
Like it's water
The fans lift me up
Reach for my chain
Than it's popping
Pimping the game
And this money
I feel like it run in the family
Le'Keene
The dream
It seems the seams
Get cut
When it come to the dollar
Guap or the gualla
Chopping
I'm chopping
I'm chopping
Every nigga and thing that think it can stop me
On my momma I'm hitting like Rocky
Or Creed
Cuz They flocking like Kodak
MsRita you know that
I'm stepping on shit like a door mat
Now go back to time when it wasn't no lights
Made a way
And you made it so bright
Even tho you uneasy at night
You fought through the pain
Now rest
I got it
It's gone be alright
Cuz
Flying doves
In my dreams when I'm sleeping at night
It sound like I'm preaching
Dreaming
Fielding of some better days
Other times I be leaning
Just give me a reason
Need some to believe in
Then I look at my daughter
I see yo reflection
It make me go harder
Its getting my farther
Just look at yo son
I done turn to a father
You blessed me
Now I'm walking on beats like it's water
Flying doves don't just come in the morning
Don't just come in the morning
Don't just come in the morning
Dream