Skyscrapers

I just wanna run me up some bands
Really gotta try ima do the best I can
Mali
Look up at the sky and I'm seeing skyscrapers
Hold on momma we gon make it
Hold on momma we gon make it

Look up at the sky and I'm seeing skyscrapers
Remember back the I was planning all these capers
All about my dough infatuation with the paper
Always going off call me lil elevator
Henny with no chaser
Ima see y'all later
Look momma I made
They know what my name is
I ain't graduated
These niggas still say shit
I wonder why they nameless

Like
I knew I had to go and get some bands
So I thug it on my lonesome had to formulate a plan
Shoutout to my friends cuz they knew that I would win
Count up all my bands then I get some more again like

Run it up so fast
They can't tell me stop
Count up all my bands
Yeah I really got a lot
Chili pepper flow
You could call it red hot
Thinking bout my past
I really made it to the top

Yeah I made it to the top
Time still ticking
You gon really hear it tok
In the race against the clock
Never could stop
No I never could stop
Yeah I really want it all
Really wanna ball
Yeah I really want it all
Really pray that I don't fall
Really pray that I don't fall

Look up at the sky and I'm seeing skyscrapers
Remember back the I was planning all these capers
All about my dough infatuation with the paper
Always going off call me lil elevator
Henny with no chaser
Ima see y'all later
Look momma I made
They know what my name is
I ain't graduated
These niggas still say shit
I wonder why they nameless

Never hate the player
You should hate the fuckin game
But I run this fuckin' shit
So me and the game the same
OG on a plane
I don't really like champagne
My wrist not plane Jane
So she wanna come my way
Don't know what to say
Didn't want me yesterday
But I'm not in the town
I done got so far away
I just want the ice up on my wrist and on my neck like
Still the same nigga popping Ollie's on my deck

Like
The only thing that changed is I really made a way
And now I'm getting paid
Yeah it's really brighter days
I done made it out the town
I done really made a way
And I'm never coming back
I don't know what else to say

This is all I need
Like I really need to breathe
Ima move like tree
Yeah I really gotta leave
Smokin on the reef
Ima roll me a leaf
I just want the breesh
I'm addicted to the cream

Pass me the rock
Ima score for the team
I do my little dance
Yeah I do my little thing
I ride for my gang
But y'all don't do the same
Ima get the cash
Never switch up on my team

Run it up so fast
They can't tell me stop
Count up all my bands
Yeah I really got a lot
Thinking bout my last I really made it to the top

Look up at the sky and I'm seeing skyscrapers
Remember back then I was planning all these capers
All about my dough infatuation with the paper
Always going up call me little elevator



Credits
Writer(s): Malachi Tyrone
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