Sky 8

You got this money but you fool, yeaah
You don't even can mess up my mood
They don't know me but they will soon, yeah

Let's doing drugs baby come and get high with me
If i die baby you gon' overdose with me (you gon' you gon')
I ain't go lie baby sorry your love sheesh on sheesh
That's not yours, that's mine i got nothing free (woow woow woow)
Neck on froazed i got satan on my shoulder
I'm feeling cold cuz you know my ice got colder
Eyes closed, ride on high way we don't slow down
Back on the road got yea my all haters sound off

I gotta talk but i'm stoner
Cuz as you know i'm fucking loner
In high school i was the poser
In high school i was the poser, Yeah
بص لفوق مش هتنزل تحت
عين متشوفش النوم ايد تجيب من دا
عيب متقولش انهم ليك ف الهم وبس
عيد و الجي مووت بس مسأله وقت
مش عليا اللوم ولا على حد
الي هيقع تاني مش هيقوم
مش بلعب في المستوى السهل
حب وفلوس
شهره ليوناردو ديكابريو
سبني في المود
مسافر للقمر لسه في يوم
معتش موجود
متخدر بعالج الهم بالنوم
دماغي تابوت
I'm vs that world,love مش جيا بال
بكرا مش بيضحك خالص
نام واطمن
بكرا جي ومعاه مصايب
مخابش ظني
فلوس كتير والجيب قطايف
شيكي ممضي
شب يازميلي انا طاير
ومهما تعمل مش هتوصلي

Let's doing drugs baby come and get high with me
If i die baby you gon' overdose with me
I ain't go lie baby sorry your love shesh on shesh
That's not yours, that's mine i got nothing free
Neck on froazed i got satan on my shoulder
I'm feeling cold cuz you know my ice got colder
Eyes closed, ride on high way we don't slow down
Back on the road got my all haters sound off



Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Tripp
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